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.

my car?” she

her car one by one. He looked back

she drunk. She nodded and didn’t run

stood for a few seconds before hearing a faint noise

After a

look, she

pitifully, looking for something to eat.

and she

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

at it, but she hadn’t brought any food

puppy might not survive the night and die ultimately.

her hands,

had said. It licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws

and

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

only whimpered.

noticed Anthony standing there in a black shirt, staring

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

saw the figure, he immediately recognized Genevieve.

documents Daniel had handed over

she has never denied it herself,”

never denied it. Then, it’s true.‘

Somehow, he felt traces of unwillingness

be like that as he believed

by the bar’s door fueled

move forward when

car, smiled as he whistled at

hand while opening the car door with

a hand emerged

Anthony’s delicate, cool

drunkenness subsiding

Anthony impatiently and asked,

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

him away and refused. “No need. Get out of

am. Why does he appear before me

car,

against the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to send her? She’s on a

snorted directly, full of disdain.

occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what had

the right to get involved