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

car?” she repeated.

her car one by one. He looked back at her and

well–behaved when she drunk. She

for a few seconds before hearing a

After a

she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that

on the leaves pitifully, looking for something

and she

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

she hadn’t

left, the puppy might not survive the

of that, Genevieve slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do you want

palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against it, trembling and

dirt and picked

her arms and felt so light that it appeared to have no weight. It was exceedingly

only whimpered.

Genevieve rose and turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there

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

Anthony saw the figure, he immediately recognized

handed over

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

‘She never denied it. Then, it’s true.‘

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

be like that as he believed Genevieve was

bar’s door fueled his

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

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

while opening

before she could open the door, a hand emerged

Anthony’s delicate,

drunkenness subsiding significantly.

at Anthony impatiently and asked,

expression. He simply said in a chilly

him away and refused. “No need. Get

Why does he appear

of the car, thinking that Genevieve was in trouble.

here… Mr. Hoffman,

directly, full of

aware of everything that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony,

the right to get involved before, but right