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.

around and noticed how similar all

my car?” she

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

well–behaved when she drunk. She

seconds before hearing

After a

walked 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

leaves pitifully, looking for something

softened, and she squatted down

puppy staggered over, gingerly licking the tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not food. It whimpered and lay forlorn on her

but she hadn’t brought

she left, the puppy might not

hands,

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

mind the dirt and

felt so light that it appeared to have no weight.

only whimpered.

she noticed Anthony standing there in a black shirt, staring at her.

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

saw the figure, he immediately recognized Genevieve.

had handed

married abroad. Everyone knows, and she has never

‘She never denied it. Then, it’s

traces of unwillingness and

shouldn’t be like that as he believed

the bar’s door

about to move forward when a very cool purple Ferrari

he whistled at Genevieve and urged, “Get

hand while opening the car

a hand emerged behind her and

Anthony’s delicate, cool

frowned, her drunkenness subsiding

impatiently and

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

pushed him away and refused. “No need. Get

Why does

car, thinking that Genevieve was

“Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t

directly, full of disdain.

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

didn’t have the right to get involved before, but right then, he