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

car?” she repeated.

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

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

seconds before hearing a faint

After a

she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that had been discarded after being born in

pitifully, looking for

heart softened, and she

discover that they

but she hadn’t brought any

might not survive the night and die ultimately.

thinking of that, Genevieve slowly extended her hands,

It licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against it, trembling and

didn’t mind the dirt and picked

light that it appeared to have no weight.

only whimpered.

standing there in a black shirt, staring

the door, under the streetlamp. The light made his shadow lengthy. He was tall

figure,

handed over infuriated

abroad. Everyone knows, and she has never denied it

never denied

Somehow, he felt traces of

be like that as he believed Genevieve was

bar’s door fueled

when

car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve and urged, “Get

while opening the car door

a hand emerged behind her and pressed her

Anthony’s delicate, cool aroma.

drunkenness

impatiently and

out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you a ride since you’ve drunk.”

him away and refused. “No

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

car, thinking that

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 with me

directly, full of disdain.

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

right to get involved before, but right then, he