Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 170

Emilio took off his cap, revealing his charming features.

With his appearance, it was unreasonable for him to be unfamous.

Emilio was far greater than those pretty boys.

At that moment, he said with a bitter expression, “Girls, I genuinely don’t have money. A senior executive at the brand I endorsed attempted to take advantage of me. So, I beat them up. As a result, the liquidated damages in the contract were a scam, and I nearly lost everything. I cut ties with my family when I joined the industry. If I return and ask for money, how can I be a man in the future?”

Speechless, Selene rolled her eyes.

“You’ve been in the industry for over three years, yet you haven’t received any awards. Your work was either removed or not reviewed. I think you’re unsuitable for this job and should have returned long ago,” she said.

Emilio felt aggrieved when he heard Selene discuss his failure.

Even he thought it was weird to have had such awful luck for three years.

Genevieve laughed out loud, pulled a card from her bag, and placed it on the table.

“I’ll lend that to you. Remember to return it,” she said.

Emilio picked up the card and kissed it cheerfully. Then, he looked at Genevieve and said, “Don’t worry, Sweetheart. I’ll be yours from now on. I’ve offered myself to you.”

Genevieve, after listening to his words, suddenly felt the impulse to retrieve the card.

Selene was sickened by his statements and nearly vomited.

However, even after a small dispute, the three continued to talk.

When they had had enough of the drinks, Selene’s driver arrived to pick her up, and she departed first, wobbling

away.

Genevieve attempted to call someone to pick her up, but her phone ran out of battery.

It was dark outside.

However, the magnificent light shone on the roadway, creating a sumptuous atmosphere.

The street was nearly filled with sports and luxury cars.

Emilio sent Genevieve outside. He had an average tolerance to alcohol and displayed no signs of intoxication on

his face.

“Where’s your car?” Emilio asked.

around and noticed how similar all of the

my car?” she repeated.

for her car one by one. He looked back at her and said, “Wait for me

she drunk. She

for a few seconds before

After a

look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy

pitifully,

softened, and

shoes, only to discover that they were

laughed at it, but she hadn’t brought any food with her.

not survive

thinking of that, Genevieve slowly extended her hands, asking,

licked her palm again and pressed

mind the dirt and picked up

it appeared to have no weight.

only whimpered.

Genevieve rose and turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there in

under the streetlamp. The light made his shadow lengthy. He was tall and straight, attractive and

saw the figure, he immediately

had handed over infuriated Anthony.

knows, and she has

mused, ‘She never denied

felt traces of unwillingness

shouldn’t be like that as he believed Genevieve was

by the bar’s door fueled his already

about to move forward when a very cool purple Ferrari

who was in the car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve

with one hand while opening

open the door, a hand emerged behind her and pressed her firmly on it.

smelled Anthony’s delicate, cool

frowned, her drunkenness subsiding significantly.

impatiently and asked, “What are you

lighting, she couldn’t make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a

him away and refused. “No need. Get out of

I am. Why does he

the car, thinking that

the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to send her? She’s on a date

directly, full

and Anthony, as well as what had been reported in the

to get involved before, but