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.

around and noticed how similar all

my car?” she

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

she drunk. She nodded and

a few seconds before hearing a faint noise

After a

look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy

leaves pitifully, looking for something to eat.

heart softened, and she squatted

high–heeled shoes, only to discover that

she hadn’t brought any food with

the puppy might not survive the night and

slowly extended her hands,

palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against it,

mind the dirt and picked up

in her arms and felt so light that it appeared

only whimpered.

and turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there in a black shirt, staring

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

saw the figure, he immediately

handed over

knows, and she has never

never denied it. Then, it’s

Somehow, he felt traces of

be like that as he

by the bar’s door fueled his already intense feelings.

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

was in the car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve

held the puppy with one hand while opening

door, a hand emerged behind

smelled Anthony’s delicate,

her drunkenness

at Anthony impatiently and asked, “What

said in a

refused. “No need. Get out

am. Why does he appear before me

also got out of the car, thinking that Genevieve was in

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

full of

had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what

right to get involved before,