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.

how similar all

my car?” she repeated.

He looked back at her and said, “Wait for me

well–behaved when she drunk. She

few seconds before hearing a

After a

closer look, she noticed

trampled on the leaves pitifully, looking for

heart softened, and she squatted

high–heeled shoes, only to discover that

it, but she hadn’t brought

might not survive the night and die ultimately.

her hands,

palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against it, trembling

didn’t mind the dirt and picked up

trembled in her arms and felt so light that it appeared to have no weight. It was exceedingly obedient, even

only whimpered.

noticed Anthony standing there in a black shirt, staring at her.

He was tall

the figure, he immediately

had handed over

knows, and she has never denied it herself,” Daniel reported previously.

never denied

felt traces of unwillingness and anger, melancholy and

be like that as he believed

bar’s door fueled

forward when a

car, smiled as he whistled

puppy with one hand while opening the car door with

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

delicate, cool aroma.

frowned, her drunkenness subsiding significantly.

looked at Anthony impatiently and

make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said

and refused. “No

‘How unlucky I am. Why does

out of the car,

against 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

between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what had been

get involved before, but