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.

how similar all

my car?”

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

she drunk. She nodded and didn’t

before

After a

away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that had been

pitifully, looking for

and she squatted

over, gingerly licking the tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that

laughed at it, but she hadn’t brought any food with

the puppy might not survive the

her hands, asking,

seemed to understand what she had said. It licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws

dirt and picked up

in her arms and felt so light that it appeared to have no

only whimpered.

standing there in a black shirt,

The light made his shadow lengthy. He was tall and

figure, he immediately

Daniel had handed over infuriated Anthony.

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

never denied it. Then, it’s

Somehow, he felt traces of

shouldn’t be like that as he believed Genevieve

door fueled his already intense feelings.

paused and was about to move forward when a very cool purple Ferrari stopped beside Genevieve.

smiled as he whistled at Genevieve and urged,

held the puppy with one hand while opening the car

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

smelled Anthony’s delicate, cool

her drunkenness subsiding

Anthony impatiently and asked, “What are you doing?”

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 drunk.”

refused. “No

does he appear before me every day?”

also got out of the car, thinking that Genevieve

“Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t

snorted directly, full of disdain.

between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what had been reported in

have the right to get involved before,