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

my car?” she repeated.

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

when she drunk. She nodded and didn’t

a few seconds before

After a

beneath the street lamp dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that had

the leaves pitifully, looking for something

and

gingerly licking the tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not

she hadn’t

puppy might not survive the night and die

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

palm again and pressed its two muddy

and

that it appeared to have no weight. It was exceedingly obedient, even

only whimpered.

around, she noticed Anthony standing there in a black shirt, staring at

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

figure, he immediately recognized Genevieve.

documents Daniel had handed over

Lawrence and Louis married abroad. Everyone knows, and she has

never denied

he felt traces of

shouldn’t be like that as he believed Genevieve was his.

the bar’s door fueled his already intense feelings.

about to move forward when a

car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve

while opening

the door, a hand emerged behind her and pressed her firmly on

smelled Anthony’s delicate, cool aroma.

drunkenness subsiding significantly.

impatiently and asked, “What are you doing?”

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

away and refused. “No need. Get out of my way.”

does he appear before me every day?”

the car, thinking that

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

directly, full

everything that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well

right to get involved before, but right