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.

similar all of the

my car?” she repeated.

look for her car one by one. He looked back at

well–behaved when she drunk. She nodded and didn’t

for a few seconds before

After a

dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that had been discarded after being born

on the leaves pitifully,

and she

discover that they were not food. It whimpered and lay forlorn on

hadn’t

puppy might not survive the night

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

palm again and pressed its two muddy claws

mind the dirt and picked up

it appeared

only whimpered.

Anthony standing

his shadow lengthy. He was tall

figure, he immediately recognized Genevieve.

handed over infuriated Anthony.

knows, and she has never denied it herself,” Daniel

‘She never denied it.

heart sank. Somehow, he felt traces of unwillingness and anger,

like that as he believed Genevieve

by the bar’s door fueled his already intense

move forward when a very cool purple Ferrari

who was in the car, smiled as he whistled at

held the puppy with one hand while opening the car

open the door, a hand emerged behind her and pressed her firmly on

delicate, cool aroma.

frowned, her drunkenness subsiding

Anthony impatiently and asked,

said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you a ride since

pushed him away and refused. “No need. Get

does he appear

the car, thinking that Genevieve was

and leaned against the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it

directly, full of

was aware of everything that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what had been

involved before, but right then,