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.

how similar

car?” she

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

drunk. She nodded and didn’t run

before hearing a faint

After a

look, she noticed that it

on the leaves pitifully,

heart softened, and she squatted down

over, gingerly licking the tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that

hadn’t brought any food with her.

she left, the puppy might not survive the night and

slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do you want to come with me?”

again and pressed its

dirt and picked up

felt so light that it appeared

only whimpered.

standing

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

the figure, he immediately recognized Genevieve.

Daniel had handed over

Louis married abroad. Everyone knows, and she has never denied

mused, ‘She never denied it. Then,

felt traces of unwillingness and anger, melancholy

like that as he believed Genevieve was his.

bar’s door fueled his already intense feelings.

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

car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve and

with one hand while opening

hand emerged behind her and pressed her

delicate, cool aroma.

frowned, her drunkenness subsiding significantly.

at Anthony impatiently and asked, “What are

couldn’t make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in

and refused. “No need. Get out

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

of the car,

who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate

directly, full of

Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what had been

get involved before, but right then, he