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.

and noticed how similar

car?” she

one. He looked back

she drunk. She nodded and didn’t

for a few seconds before hearing a faint noise nearby.

After a

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

pitifully, looking for something

softened, and she

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

it, but she hadn’t brought any food

not survive the night

her hands, asking, “Do you want to come with

understand what she had said. It licked her palm again and pressed its two

didn’t mind the dirt and picked

that it appeared to

only whimpered.

around, she noticed Anthony standing there in a black shirt,

the streetlamp. The light made his shadow lengthy. He was tall and straight,

the figure, he immediately recognized

Daniel had handed over infuriated Anthony.

and she has

‘She never denied

sank. Somehow, he felt traces of unwillingness and

like that as he believed

by the bar’s door

to move forward when a very cool purple

the car, smiled as he whistled

while

a hand emerged behind her and pressed her firmly on

Anthony’s delicate,

her drunkenness subsiding significantly.

Anthony impatiently and asked, “What are you

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

away and refused. “No need. Get out of my

mused, ‘How unlucky I am. Why does he appear before me every

got out of the car, thinking that Genevieve was

against the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to send her? She’s on

full

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

right to get involved before, but right then, he