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?”

by one. He looked back at her and

was well–behaved when she drunk. She

few seconds before hearing a faint noise nearby.

After a

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

trampled on the leaves pitifully,

heart softened, and

to discover that they were not food. It

but she hadn’t brought any food with

not survive

slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do you want to come with

what she had said. It licked her palm again

and picked up the

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

only whimpered.

Anthony standing there in a black shirt, staring

his shadow lengthy. He was tall and straight, attractive and noble, with an

Anthony saw the figure, he

Daniel had handed over infuriated Anthony.

knows, and she has

‘She never denied it. Then,

felt traces of unwillingness

like that as

her by the bar’s door

move forward when a very cool purple Ferrari stopped beside Genevieve.

as he whistled at Genevieve and urged, “Get

puppy with one hand while opening the car door

a hand emerged behind her

delicate, cool aroma.

her drunkenness subsiding

Anthony impatiently and asked, “What are

He simply said in a

“No

mused, ‘How unlucky I am. Why does

also got out of the car, thinking that Genevieve was

spotted Anthony. He tutted and leaned against the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to send her?

snorted directly, full of disdain.

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

to get involved before, but right