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 the cars were.

car?” she

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

she drunk. She nodded

a few seconds before

After a

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

leaves pitifully, looking for something

heart softened, and she squatted

high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not food. It whimpered and lay forlorn on

hadn’t brought any food

puppy might not survive the night

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

palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against

mind the dirt and picked up the

and felt so light that it appeared to have no weight. It was

only whimpered.

Anthony standing there in a black

The light made his shadow lengthy. He was tall and straight, attractive and noble, with an

the figure, he immediately recognized Genevieve.

Daniel had handed over infuriated

abroad. Everyone knows, and she has

never denied it. Then, it’s

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

that as he believed Genevieve

her by the bar’s door fueled

when a very cool purple Ferrari stopped

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

one hand while opening the

she could open the door, a hand emerged behind her

delicate, cool

drunkenness

looked at Anthony impatiently and asked,

dim lighting, she couldn’t make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll

Genevieve pushed him away and refused. “No need. Get out of my

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

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 of

Anthony, as well as what had

the right to get involved before,