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 of the

my car?”

to look for her car one by one. He

well–behaved when she drunk. She nodded

for a few seconds before hearing a faint noise nearby.

After a

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

the leaves pitifully, looking

and

high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they

laughed at it, but she hadn’t brought

might not survive the

of that, Genevieve slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do you want to come

said. It licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against

didn’t mind the dirt and picked

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

only whimpered.

she noticed Anthony standing there in a

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

saw the figure, he

Daniel had handed

she

denied it. Then,

Somehow, he felt traces of unwillingness and anger, melancholy and

shouldn’t be like that as he believed Genevieve

bar’s door fueled his already intense

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

smiled as he whistled at Genevieve and urged, “Get in

held the puppy with one hand while

door, a hand emerged behind her and

Anthony’s delicate,

drunkenness

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

couldn’t make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you a ride since

away and refused. “No need. Get

am. Why does

out of the car, thinking

Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you

directly, full of

Anthony, as well as what had been reported in the

have the right to get involved