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.

and noticed how similar all of the cars

my car?” she repeated.

her car keys and decided to look for her car one by one. He looked back at her and said, “Wait for me here. I’ll

She nodded and didn’t run

before hearing a faint noise nearby.

After a

closer look, she noticed that it was

on the leaves pitifully, looking for something

and

high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not food. It whimpered and

she hadn’t brought any

left, the puppy might not survive the night and die

slowly extended her hands,

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

didn’t mind the dirt and picked up

felt so light that it appeared to

only whimpered.

standing there in a black

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

figure, he immediately

documents Daniel had handed

and she has never denied it herself,” Daniel

‘She never denied it.

heart sank. Somehow, he felt traces of unwillingness and anger, melancholy and

shouldn’t be like that as

by the bar’s door fueled his already

to move forward when a

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

held the puppy with one hand while opening the

before she could open the door, a hand emerged behind her

smelled Anthony’s delicate, cool

drunkenness subsiding

and

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

him away and refused. “No

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

out 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

directly, full

that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as

didn’t have the right to get involved before,