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

my car?” she

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

She nodded and

for a few seconds before

After a

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

on the leaves pitifully, looking for something to

and

her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they

laughed at it, but she hadn’t

the puppy might not survive the

Genevieve slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do you

had said. It licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against it, trembling

didn’t mind the dirt and picked

felt so light that it appeared to have no weight. It

only whimpered.

Anthony standing there in a black shirt,

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

saw the figure, he

documents Daniel had handed over

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

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

of unwillingness and

that as he believed Genevieve was his.

bar’s door fueled his

when a very cool purple

he whistled at Genevieve and

held the puppy with one hand while opening the car door with the other.

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

delicate,

drunkenness subsiding

looked at Anthony impatiently and asked,

couldn’t make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a

Genevieve pushed him away and refused. “No need. Get out

Why does

the car, thinking

saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman,

snorted directly, full of

was aware of everything that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony,

the right to get involved before,