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

my car?”

look for her car one by one. He looked

drunk. She nodded

a few seconds before hearing

After a

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

leaves pitifully, looking for

and she squatted

licking the tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not food. It whimpered and

she hadn’t brought any food with her.

the puppy might not survive the night

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

said. It licked her palm again and pressed

the dirt and picked up

felt so light that it appeared to have no

only whimpered.

noticed Anthony standing

He was tall and straight, attractive and noble, with

figure, he immediately recognized

had handed

and she

mused, ‘She never denied it. Then,

of unwillingness and anger, melancholy and

be like that as he

door

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

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

hand while opening the car door with the other.

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

smelled Anthony’s delicate, cool

drunkenness

at Anthony impatiently and

make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you a ride since you’ve drunk.”

away and refused. “No need. Get out of

I am. Why does he appear

of the car, thinking that Genevieve was

Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you

directly, full of disdain.

between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what had been reported in the

right to get involved before, but