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.

how similar all of the cars were.

car?”

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 about.

for a few seconds before hearing a faint noise

After a

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

the leaves pitifully,

heart softened, and she squatted

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

at it, but she hadn’t brought any food with

might not survive the night and

Genevieve slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do you

understand what she had said. It licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against it, trembling and

dirt and picked

in her arms and felt so light that it appeared to

only whimpered.

Anthony standing there in a

shadow lengthy. He was

Anthony saw the figure,

documents Daniel had handed over

Everyone knows, and she has never

never denied it. Then, it’s true.‘

traces of unwillingness

be like that as he

door fueled his already

move forward when

whistled

the puppy with one hand while

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

delicate, cool aroma.

her drunkenness subsiding significantly.

at Anthony impatiently and asked, “What are you

make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said

him away and refused. “No

does he appear

of the car, thinking that Genevieve

car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to send

directly, full of disdain.

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

get involved before, but right then, he did.