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

car?” she

look for her car one by one. He looked

was well–behaved when she drunk. She nodded

before

After a

away. closer look, she noticed

the leaves pitifully, looking

heart softened, and

puppy staggered over, gingerly licking the tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not

it, but she hadn’t brought any

left, the puppy might not

her hands, asking, “Do you

had said. It licked her palm again and pressed

dirt and picked up the puppy.

so light that it

only whimpered.

noticed Anthony standing there in a black shirt, staring at

stood by the door, under the streetlamp. The light made his shadow lengthy. He was tall and straight, attractive and noble,

saw the figure, he immediately recognized Genevieve.

handed over

Everyone knows, and she has never denied it herself,” Daniel reported previously.

mused, ‘She never denied

of unwillingness and anger, melancholy

shouldn’t be like that as he believed Genevieve was

by the bar’s door fueled

to move forward when a very cool purple Ferrari stopped

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

one hand while opening

she could open the door, a hand emerged behind her and

Anthony’s delicate, cool aroma.

frowned, her drunkenness

and asked,

said in a chilly voice,

Genevieve pushed him away and refused. “No

am. Why does he appear before me

also got out of the car,

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

full of

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

get involved before, but right then, he did.