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

car?” she repeated.

took her car keys and decided to look for her car one by one. He looked back at her and

she drunk. She

seconds before hearing

After a

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

pitifully, looking for something

softened, and she squatted down

the tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were

hadn’t brought any

puppy might not survive the night and die

hands, asking, “Do you want

had said. It licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against

the dirt and picked up the puppy.

that it appeared to have no weight.

only whimpered.

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

stood by the door, under the streetlamp. The light made his shadow lengthy. He was tall and straight, attractive and noble, with an unmistakable clarity and

figure, he

documents Daniel had handed over infuriated

she has never

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

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

like that as he believed

door fueled his already intense feelings.

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

he whistled at Genevieve and urged,

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

the door, a hand emerged

delicate,

drunkenness

impatiently and asked,

said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give

refused. “No

‘How unlucky I am. Why does

also got out of the car,

he spotted Anthony. He tutted and leaned against the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to send her? She’s on a date

snorted directly, full

had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as

the right to get involved before, but right