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.

and noticed how similar all of the cars were.

car?” she

and decided to look for her car one by one. He looked back at her and said, “Wait for me here. I’ll be

when she drunk. She nodded and

before hearing

After a

closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that had been

on the leaves pitifully, looking for something to eat.

heart softened, and she squatted

high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not food.

but she hadn’t brought

not survive

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

licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws

didn’t mind the dirt and picked up the puppy.

that it appeared

only whimpered.

around, she noticed Anthony standing there

shadow lengthy. He was tall and straight,

figure,

documents Daniel had handed over

abroad. Everyone knows, and she has never denied

mused, ‘She never denied it. Then, it’s

of unwillingness and

that as he believed

the bar’s door fueled his

forward when a very cool purple Ferrari stopped beside

whistled at Genevieve and urged, “Get in the

with one hand while opening

a hand emerged behind her and pressed her firmly

Anthony’s delicate, cool aroma.

frowned, her drunkenness subsiding

impatiently and asked, “What are

she couldn’t make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you a ride since you’ve

and refused. “No need. Get out of my

I am. Why does

got out of the car, thinking that

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 with me tonight.”

snorted directly, full of

aware of everything that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what

the right to get involved before, but right then, he did.