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

my car?”

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

was well–behaved when she drunk. She nodded and

for a few seconds before hearing

After a

street lamp dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy

pitifully, looking for something to

heart softened, and

staggered over, gingerly licking the tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not

she hadn’t brought

she left, the puppy might not survive the

of that, Genevieve slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do you want

had said. It licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against it,

and picked up the puppy.

and felt so light that it appeared to have no weight. It was exceedingly obedient,

only whimpered.

rose and turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there in a black shirt, staring at

the streetlamp. The light made his shadow lengthy. He was tall and straight, attractive and noble, with an unmistakable clarity and

figure, he immediately recognized Genevieve.

had handed over

Everyone knows, and she has never denied it

denied it. Then, it’s true.‘

sank. Somehow, he felt traces of unwillingness and

that as he

the bar’s door fueled

when a very cool purple Ferrari stopped beside Genevieve.

in the car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve and

puppy with one hand while opening the car door with

emerged behind her and pressed her firmly on

smelled Anthony’s delicate, cool aroma.

frowned, her drunkenness

impatiently and asked,

said in a chilly voice,

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

unlucky I am. Why does he

of the car, thinking

he spotted Anthony. He tutted and leaned against the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to send her? She’s on a date

full

occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what

right to get involved before, but