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

car?” she repeated.

by one. He looked back at her and said, “Wait for me here. I’ll

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

few seconds before

After a

feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that had been discarded after being born in

trampled on the leaves pitifully, looking for something

and she squatted

tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they

it, but she hadn’t

might not survive

that, Genevieve slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do you want to come with me?”

licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against it, trembling and looking

dirt and picked up

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

only whimpered.

she noticed Anthony standing there in a

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

saw the figure, he immediately

had handed over infuriated

she has never

never denied it.

he felt traces of

as he believed Genevieve

bar’s door fueled his already

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

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

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

emerged behind her

delicate, cool aroma.

her drunkenness

Anthony impatiently and asked, “What are you

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

and refused. “No need. Get

‘How unlucky I am. Why does he appear before

car, thinking that

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

snorted directly, full

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

right to get involved before, but right then, he