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.

similar

my car?” she

for her car one by one. He looked back at her and said, “Wait for me here. I’ll be right

she drunk. She nodded and didn’t

before hearing a

After a

dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that had been discarded after being born

leaves pitifully,

softened, and

of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover

laughed at it, but she hadn’t brought any food with

the puppy might not survive the

Genevieve slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do you want to come with me?”

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

the dirt and picked

trembled in her arms and felt so light that it appeared to have no weight. It was exceedingly obedient, even

only whimpered.

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

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

figure, he immediately recognized Genevieve.

Daniel had handed

Everyone knows, and she has never denied it herself,” Daniel

‘She never denied it. Then, it’s

Somehow, he felt traces of unwillingness and anger, melancholy and

be like that as he believed Genevieve

by the bar’s door fueled his already

about to move forward when a very

whistled at Genevieve and

with one hand while opening the

a hand emerged behind her and pressed her firmly

smelled Anthony’s delicate, cool aroma.

frowned, her drunkenness subsiding significantly.

and asked, “What are you doing?”

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

and refused. “No need. Get out of my

unlucky I am. Why does he appear before

of the car, thinking that Genevieve

who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t

directly, full of disdain.

aware of everything that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well

right to get involved before, but