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.

and noticed how similar all of the cars were.

car?” she

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

when she drunk. She nodded and didn’t

few seconds before

After a

of feet away. closer look, she noticed

trampled on the leaves pitifully, looking

softened, and she squatted down

high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not food. It whimpered and lay forlorn on her

at it, but she hadn’t brought any food

puppy might not survive the night

thinking of that, Genevieve slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do

again and pressed its

dirt and

trembled in her arms and felt so light that it appeared to have no weight.

only whimpered.

standing there in

shadow lengthy. He was tall and straight, attractive and noble, with an unmistakable clarity and restraint.

saw the figure, he immediately recognized Genevieve.

documents Daniel had handed

abroad. Everyone knows, and she has never

never denied it.

felt traces of unwillingness and anger, melancholy and bitterness.

as he believed Genevieve was

bar’s door fueled his already intense feelings.

forward when a very cool

the car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve

one hand while opening the car door with

the door, a hand emerged behind her and pressed

Anthony’s delicate, cool aroma.

drunkenness

at Anthony impatiently and asked, “What are you doing?”

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

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

unlucky I am. Why does he appear before me every day?”

the car, thinking

“Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for

full of

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

get involved before, but right