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

my car?” she

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

She nodded and didn’t run

a few seconds before

After a

over unconsciously and saw a gray animal beneath the street lamp dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that had been discarded

trampled on the leaves pitifully,

softened, and she squatted

discover that they were not

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

might not survive the night and

hands, asking, “Do you want

what she had said. It licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against it, trembling

the dirt and

that it appeared to have no weight. It was exceedingly

only whimpered.

rose and turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there in a black shirt, staring at her.

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

the figure, he

documents Daniel had handed over infuriated

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

never denied

heart sank. Somehow, he felt traces of

that as he believed Genevieve

her by the bar’s door fueled his already intense

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

who was in the car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve

the puppy with one hand while

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

delicate, cool aroma.

drunkenness subsiding significantly.

impatiently and asked,

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

refused. “No

I am. Why does he

out of the car, thinking that Genevieve was

Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate

directly, full of disdain.

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

to get involved before, but right