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

my car?” she repeated.

He looked back

when she drunk. She

stood for a few seconds before hearing a faint noise

After a

closer look, she

trampled on the leaves pitifully, looking for something to

softened, and she squatted down

only to discover that they were not

but she hadn’t brought any food

not survive the night and die

her hands, asking, “Do you want to come with

puppy seemed to understand what she had said. It licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against it, trembling and looking pitiful.

and picked up the

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

only whimpered.

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

made his shadow lengthy. He was tall and straight, attractive and noble, with an

the figure, he

Daniel had handed over

knows, and she has never denied

denied

felt traces of unwillingness and anger, melancholy and

like that as he believed Genevieve

door fueled his already intense

paused and was about to move forward when a very cool purple Ferrari stopped

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

hand while opening the car door

the door, a hand emerged behind her and pressed her firmly

smelled Anthony’s delicate,

her drunkenness

impatiently and

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

refused. “No need. Get out

unlucky I am. Why does he appear before

car, thinking that Genevieve was

tutted and leaned against the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to

snorted directly, full of

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

have the right to get involved before, but right then, he