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.

noticed how similar all of

my car?” she repeated.

keys and decided to look for her car one by one. He looked

was well–behaved when she drunk. She

for a few seconds before hearing a faint noise nearby.

After a

and saw a gray animal beneath the street lamp dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little

on the leaves pitifully, looking for something

and she squatted down

licking the tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not food. It whimpered and lay

she hadn’t brought

she left, the puppy might not survive the night and die

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

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

and picked up the

that it appeared to have no weight. It was exceedingly

only whimpered.

Anthony standing there

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

figure,

Daniel had handed over infuriated

knows, and she has never denied it

mused, ‘She never denied

felt traces of unwillingness and

shouldn’t be like that as

by the bar’s door fueled his already

to move forward when a

in the car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve and urged, “Get

held the puppy with one hand while opening the car door

door, a hand emerged behind

Anthony’s delicate,

drunkenness subsiding significantly.

impatiently and asked, “What

lighting, she couldn’t make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you a ride

away and refused. “No need. Get out of

‘How unlucky I am. Why does he appear before me every

the car, thinking that Genevieve was in trouble.

Anthony. He tutted and leaned against the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to

snorted directly, full

Anthony, as well

right to get involved