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.

looked around and noticed how similar all

car?” she repeated.

to look for her car one by one. He looked back

was well–behaved when she drunk. She nodded and didn’t

a few seconds before hearing a faint

After a

she noticed that it was a gray little

trampled on the leaves pitifully, looking for something to

softened, and she squatted

puppy staggered over, gingerly licking the tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not food. It whimpered

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

left, the puppy might not survive

that, Genevieve slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do you

palm again and pressed its

didn’t mind the dirt and picked up the puppy.

felt so light that it appeared to have no weight. It

only whimpered.

noticed Anthony standing there in a black shirt,

shadow lengthy. He was tall and

the figure, he immediately recognized

had handed over infuriated Anthony.

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

mused, ‘She never denied it. Then, it’s

traces of

that as he

her by the bar’s door fueled his already intense feelings.

when a very cool purple Ferrari stopped

whistled at Genevieve and urged, “Get in the

held the puppy with one hand while

she could open the door, a hand emerged behind her

delicate, cool aroma.

her drunkenness

Anthony impatiently and asked, “What

out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give

Genevieve pushed him away and refused. “No

Why does he appear before me

car, thinking that Genevieve was in trouble.

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

snorted directly, full

that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what had been reported in the

the right to get involved before, but right