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

car?” she

took her car keys and decided to look for her car one by one. He looked back at

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

stood for a few seconds before hearing

After a

away. closer look, she noticed that it

pitifully, looking

heart softened, and she

discover that they were not food.

hadn’t brought any

puppy might not survive the

thinking of that, Genevieve slowly extended her hands, asking,

again and pressed its

the dirt and

light that it

only whimpered.

standing there

streetlamp. The light made his shadow lengthy. He was tall and

the figure, he immediately recognized Genevieve.

handed over infuriated

Louis married abroad. Everyone knows, and she has never

never denied it.

he felt traces of unwillingness and anger,

that as he

by the bar’s door fueled his

was about to move forward when a very cool purple Ferrari

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

hand while opening the car door with the other.

emerged behind her and pressed her firmly on it.

smelled Anthony’s delicate, cool

frowned, her drunkenness subsiding significantly.

Anthony impatiently 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 ride

“No need.

mused, ‘How unlucky I am. Why does he appear before me every day?”

car, thinking that Genevieve was in

here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to send her? She’s

full of disdain.

that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what

involved before, but right then, he