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 of the cars

car?” she

to look for her car one by one. He looked back at her and said, “Wait

She

for a few seconds before hearing

After a

she noticed that it was

on the leaves pitifully, looking for

heart softened, and she squatted

her high–heeled shoes, only to discover

hadn’t brought any food

she left, the puppy might not

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

her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against it,

didn’t mind the dirt and

that it appeared

only whimpered.

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 infuriated Anthony.

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

denied

felt traces of unwillingness and anger, melancholy

be like that as he believed Genevieve

her by the bar’s door fueled his already intense

forward when a very cool purple Ferrari stopped beside Genevieve.

who was in the car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve and

puppy with one hand while opening the car

hand emerged behind her and pressed her

smelled Anthony’s delicate, cool aroma.

drunkenness subsiding

looked at Anthony impatiently and asked,

Anthony’s expression. He simply said

pushed him away and refused. “No need. Get

Why does

car, thinking that Genevieve was in

here… Mr. Hoffman,

directly, full

Anthony,

to get involved before, but right then,