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.

looked around and noticed how similar all of the

my car?” she repeated.

to look for her car one by one. He looked back at her

drunk. She

stood for a few seconds before hearing

After a

look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that had been discarded

the leaves pitifully, looking for

heart softened, and she squatted

discover that they were not food. It

hadn’t brought

the puppy might not survive the night and

Genevieve slowly extended her hands,

palm again and pressed its two muddy claws

the dirt and picked up

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

only whimpered.

Anthony standing

streetlamp. The light made his shadow lengthy. He

figure, he

handed over infuriated Anthony.

abroad. Everyone knows, and she has never

mused, ‘She never denied

Somehow, he felt traces of unwillingness and anger, melancholy

like that as he

door fueled his already intense feelings.

was about to move forward when

he whistled at Genevieve and urged, “Get

puppy with one hand while opening the car

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

Anthony’s delicate,

her drunkenness subsiding significantly.

impatiently and asked, “What

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

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

I am. Why does he appear before me every day?”

out of the car, thinking that

who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you

snorted directly, full

and Anthony, as well

the right to get involved before,