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 of the cars were.

car?”

one. He looked back at her and said, “Wait

drunk. She nodded and didn’t run

for a few seconds before hearing a faint noise nearby.

After a

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

on the leaves pitifully, looking for something to eat.

heart softened, and she squatted

of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not food.

but she hadn’t brought any

the puppy might not survive the night and die ultimately.

hands, asking, “Do you want to come with

she had said. It licked her palm again

the dirt and picked

so light that it appeared to have no weight. It

only whimpered.

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

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

saw the figure,

documents Daniel had handed over

married abroad. Everyone knows, and she has never denied it herself,” Daniel reported

denied it.

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

shouldn’t be like that as he

the bar’s door fueled

to move forward when

whistled at Genevieve and urged, “Get in the

held the puppy with one hand while opening

she could open the door, a hand emerged behind her and pressed

smelled Anthony’s delicate, cool aroma.

her drunkenness

Anthony impatiently and asked,

said in

refused. “No need. Get out

unlucky I am. Why does he

out of the car, thinking that Genevieve

Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to send her? She’s on a date

snorted directly, full

Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what had been reported in the news.

have the right to get involved before, but right then, he did.