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.

noticed how similar all

my car?” she repeated.

her car one by one. He

she drunk. She

before hearing a

After a

of feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that had been discarded after being born in a

the leaves pitifully, looking

heart softened, and

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

it, but she hadn’t brought any food with her.

might not

that, Genevieve slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do you want to come with me?”

what she had said. It licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy

mind the dirt and picked up the

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

only whimpered.

turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there in a black shirt,

under the streetlamp. The light made his shadow lengthy. He was tall

saw the figure, he immediately recognized

handed over

knows, and she has

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

traces of unwillingness

be like that as he believed Genevieve was

the bar’s door fueled his already intense feelings.

was about to move forward when a very cool purple

the car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve

while opening the car door with the

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

delicate, cool aroma.

frowned, her drunkenness subsiding significantly.

looked at Anthony impatiently and asked, “What

Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you a

“No need. Get out of my way.”

Why does

got out of the car, thinking

tutted and leaned against the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to send her? She’s

full of

aware of everything that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as

the right to get involved before, but right then, he did.