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.

around and noticed how similar all of the cars were.

my car?”

by one. He looked back

was well–behaved when she drunk. She nodded

for a few seconds before hearing a

After a

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

leaves pitifully, looking for something

softened, and she squatted down

staggered over, gingerly licking the tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not food. It whimpered and lay forlorn on her feet.

at it, but she hadn’t

might not survive the night and

extended her hands, asking, “Do

palm again and pressed its two

the dirt and picked up the puppy.

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

only whimpered.

she noticed Anthony standing there in

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

the figure,

handed over

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

denied it.

traces of unwillingness and

shouldn’t be like that as he believed Genevieve was his.

bar’s door fueled his already intense feelings.

and was about to move forward when

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

the puppy with one hand while opening the car door

the door, a hand emerged behind her

smelled Anthony’s delicate, cool aroma.

her drunkenness subsiding significantly.

impatiently and

the 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

him away and refused. “No need.

‘How unlucky I am. Why does he

out of the car, thinking

and leaned against the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman,

snorted directly, full

Anthony, as well as what had been reported in the

to get involved before, but right then,