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 all of the cars were.

my car?” she repeated.

her car one by one. He looked back at her and said,

was well–behaved when she drunk. She

before hearing a faint noise

After a

closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that had

leaves pitifully, looking for something to

softened, and she squatted down

discover that they were not

hadn’t brought any food

puppy might not survive the night and

her hands, asking, “Do you want to

said. It licked her palm again

and picked up

trembled in her arms and felt so light that it appeared to have no weight. It

only whimpered.

and turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there in a

his shadow lengthy. He was tall and straight, attractive

Anthony saw the figure, he immediately recognized Genevieve.

had handed

and she has

denied it. Then, it’s

heart sank. Somehow, he felt traces of unwillingness and

shouldn’t be like that as he believed Genevieve was

her by the bar’s door fueled his already

when a very cool purple Ferrari stopped beside

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

puppy with one hand while

emerged behind her and pressed

delicate, cool

drunkenness subsiding

impatiently and asked, “What

the dim lighting, she couldn’t make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice,

Genevieve pushed him away and refused. “No need. Get out of my

‘How unlucky I am. Why does he appear

out of the car, thinking that Genevieve

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

directly, full

Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what had

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