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.

looked around and noticed how similar all of

my car?” she

one. He looked back at

drunk. She nodded and didn’t run about.

few seconds before hearing

After a

look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that had been discarded after being

the leaves pitifully, looking for something

softened, and she squatted down

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

at it, but she hadn’t brought any food

left, the puppy might not survive the night and

extended her hands, asking, “Do you

seemed to understand what she had said. It licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against it, trembling

mind the dirt and picked up the

it appeared to have no weight. It was exceedingly

only whimpered.

standing there in a black shirt, staring at her.

the streetlamp. The light made his shadow lengthy. He was tall and straight,

saw the figure, he

Daniel had handed

she has never denied it herself,” Daniel

denied it. Then, it’s

traces of unwillingness and anger, melancholy and

shouldn’t be like that as

bar’s door

when a very cool purple Ferrari

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

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

a hand emerged behind her

smelled Anthony’s delicate, cool aroma.

drunkenness subsiding significantly.

and

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

away and refused. “No need. Get out of

does he appear before me every day?”

got out of the car, thinking that Genevieve was in

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

full

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

have the right to get involved before, but right then, he