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.

similar all of

car?” she repeated.

her car one by one. He looked back at her and said, “Wait for me here. I’ll be right back.”

She nodded and didn’t run

for a few seconds before hearing

After a

beneath the street lamp dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed that

pitifully,

heart softened, and she squatted down

the tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not food. It whimpered and lay

but she hadn’t brought

puppy might not survive the night and die

her hands, asking, “Do you want to come

puppy seemed to understand what she had said. It licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws

mind the dirt and picked up the

felt so light that it appeared to

only whimpered.

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

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

saw the figure, he immediately recognized Genevieve.

had handed over

married abroad. Everyone knows, and she

mused, ‘She never denied it. Then,

Somehow, he felt traces of unwillingness

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

door fueled

and was about to move forward when

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

with one hand while opening the car door with

door, a hand emerged behind her

delicate, cool

her drunkenness subsiding significantly.

Anthony impatiently and asked, “What are you

said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you a ride since

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

Why does he appear before me every day?”

of the car, thinking that Genevieve

“Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to send her? She’s on

snorted directly, full

Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what had been reported

get involved before, but right then, he