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

car?” she repeated.

look for her car one by one. He looked back at

She nodded and didn’t run

before hearing a faint noise nearby.

After a

over unconsciously and saw a gray animal beneath the street lamp dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed that it

the leaves pitifully, looking for something

heart softened, and she squatted

high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were

laughed at it, but she hadn’t

not survive

hands,

licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws

the dirt and picked up the puppy.

light that it

only whimpered.

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

light made his shadow lengthy. He was tall

saw the figure,

handed

and she has never denied it

‘She never denied it. Then, it’s

felt traces of unwillingness and

shouldn’t be like that as he believed Genevieve was

by the bar’s door fueled

when a very cool purple Ferrari stopped beside

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

with one hand while opening the

the door, a hand emerged behind her

smelled Anthony’s delicate, cool aroma.

frowned, her drunkenness

Anthony impatiently and asked,

expression. He simply said in a chilly voice,

refused. “No

unlucky I am. Why does he

of the car, thinking that Genevieve was in

spotted Anthony. 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

full of

Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what had been

get involved before, but