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

car?” she repeated.

one. He looked back at her and said, “Wait for me here.

when she drunk. She nodded and didn’t run about.

a few seconds before

After a

feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little

leaves pitifully, looking for something

heart softened, and she squatted down

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

laughed at it, but she hadn’t

she left, the puppy might not survive the night and

extended her hands, asking, “Do you want

had said. It licked her palm again

mind the dirt and picked up the

in her arms and felt so light that it appeared

only whimpered.

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

made his shadow lengthy. He was tall

the figure, he

handed over infuriated

Lawrence and Louis married abroad. Everyone knows, and she has never denied

‘She never denied it.

heart sank. Somehow, he felt traces of unwillingness and anger,

shouldn’t be like that as

her by the bar’s door fueled his

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

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

held the puppy with one hand while opening the car door

emerged behind her and pressed her

Anthony’s delicate, cool aroma.

frowned, her drunkenness subsiding

impatiently and asked, “What are you

He simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you a

away and refused. “No need. Get out of my way.”

‘How unlucky I am. Why does he appear before me

the car, thinking that Genevieve

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

directly, full of disdain.

between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what had

involved before, but