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 all of the cars were.

car?” she

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

was well–behaved when she drunk. She nodded and

for a few seconds before hearing a faint noise

After a

gray animal beneath the street lamp dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray

on the leaves pitifully, looking for something to

and

over, gingerly licking the tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover

laughed at it, but she hadn’t brought

left, the puppy might not survive

her hands, asking, “Do you want

again

mind the dirt and picked

her arms and felt so light that it appeared to have no weight. It was exceedingly

only whimpered.

standing there in a black

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

the figure, he immediately recognized

handed over infuriated Anthony.

Louis married abroad. Everyone knows, and she has never

denied it. Then,

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

as he believed Genevieve was his.

the bar’s door fueled his

was about to move forward when a very cool purple

was in the car, smiled as he whistled at

one hand while opening the car door with the

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

delicate,

her drunkenness subsiding

Anthony impatiently and

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

away and refused. “No need. Get

does he appear

the car,

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

directly, full of

of everything that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what had been reported in the news.

the right to get involved