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

car?”

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

when she drunk. She nodded

seconds before hearing

After a

walked over unconsciously and saw a gray animal beneath the street lamp dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy

trampled on the leaves pitifully, looking for something

softened, and she

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

but she hadn’t

left, the puppy might not

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

again and pressed its two muddy claws

the dirt and picked up

that it appeared to have no weight. It was

only whimpered.

standing there in a black shirt, staring at

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

the figure, he immediately recognized

had handed

she has never

‘She never denied it. Then, it’s true.‘

of unwillingness and anger,

that as he

the bar’s door

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

who was in the car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve and

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

could open the door, a hand emerged behind her

delicate, cool

drunkenness subsiding

Anthony impatiently and asked,

simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll

pushed him away and refused. “No need. Get out of my way.”

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

got out of the car, thinking that

car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman,

full

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

have the right to get involved