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.

noticed how similar all

car?” she

one. He looked back at her and said, “Wait for

was well–behaved when she drunk. She nodded and

few seconds before hearing

After a

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

trampled on the leaves pitifully, looking for

heart softened, and she squatted

high–heeled shoes, only to discover

laughed at it, but she hadn’t brought any food

puppy might not survive the night and die ultimately.

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

licked her palm again

mind the dirt and picked

so light that it

only whimpered.

standing there in a black shirt, staring

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

figure, he immediately

had handed over infuriated

married abroad. Everyone knows, and she has never

denied it. Then,

of unwillingness and

like that as he

her by the bar’s door fueled his already intense

about to move forward when a very cool

was in the car, smiled as he whistled

one hand while opening the car door with the other.

could open the door, a hand emerged behind

delicate, cool aroma.

her drunkenness

and asked, “What are

couldn’t make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice,

pushed him away and refused. “No need. Get

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

also got out of the car, thinking that Genevieve was in trouble.

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

full

everything that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well

to get involved before, but right then,