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 the

my car?” she

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

when she drunk. She nodded

stood for a few seconds before

After a

street lamp dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that had been discarded

on the leaves pitifully,

heart softened, and

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

hadn’t

not survive the night and die ultimately.

of 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 claws against it, trembling and

the dirt and picked up the puppy.

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

only whimpered.

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

his shadow lengthy. He was

saw the figure,

documents Daniel had handed

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

mused, ‘She never denied it.

sank. Somehow, he felt traces of unwillingness and anger,

be like that as he believed Genevieve

the bar’s door fueled his already

to move forward when

the car, smiled as he whistled at

the puppy with one hand while opening the car door with

emerged behind her and pressed

Anthony’s delicate, cool

drunkenness subsiding significantly.

and

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

him away and refused. “No need. Get out of my way.”

mused, ‘How unlucky I am. Why does

out of the car, thinking that Genevieve was

Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to

snorted directly, full of

of everything that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as

to get involved before, but right then, he