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.

how similar all of the cars were.

my car?”

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

was well–behaved when she drunk. She nodded and didn’t

before hearing

After a

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

trampled on the leaves pitifully, looking for

softened, and she squatted down

to discover that they were not food.

she hadn’t brought any food

she left, the puppy might not survive

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

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

dirt and picked up the

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

only whimpered.

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

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

figure,

had handed over

and Louis married abroad. Everyone knows, and she has

never denied it.

traces of

shouldn’t be like that as he

bar’s door

was about to move forward when a very cool

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

while

emerged behind her and pressed her firmly on it.

Anthony’s delicate,

drunkenness subsiding significantly.

at Anthony impatiently and asked, “What are you

out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you a ride since you’ve drunk.”

“No need. Get out of

does he appear before me every day?”

out of the car, thinking that

Mr. Hoffman, isn’t

snorted directly, full

of everything that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what had been reported in the news.

to get involved before, but right