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.

and noticed how similar all of the cars were.

car?” she repeated.

keys and decided to look for her car one by one. He

drunk. She

stood for a few seconds before hearing

After a

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

the leaves pitifully, looking for something to

and

tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not food.

she hadn’t brought

left, the puppy might not

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

to understand what she had said. It licked her palm again and pressed its

didn’t mind the dirt and

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

only whimpered.

Anthony standing there in a black

streetlamp. The light made his shadow lengthy. He was tall and straight, attractive and noble, with an unmistakable clarity and restraint.

figure, he

documents Daniel had handed over

Lawrence and Louis married abroad. Everyone knows, and she has never denied it herself,” Daniel

denied

heart sank. Somehow, he felt traces of

be like that as he believed Genevieve was his.

her by the bar’s door

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

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

the puppy with one hand while opening the car door with the

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

delicate, cool

her drunkenness subsiding significantly.

impatiently and asked, “What are you

said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you a ride

refused. “No need. Get out of

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

of the car,

the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate

full

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

the right to get involved before,