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.

looked around and noticed how similar all

my car?” she

one. He looked back at her and said, “Wait for

was well–behaved when she drunk. She nodded and didn’t run

few seconds before hearing a

After a

street lamp dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that had been discarded after being born in a month.

the leaves pitifully,

softened, and she squatted

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

laughed at it, but she hadn’t brought any

not survive the night and die

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

licked her palm again and pressed

dirt and picked up the puppy.

felt so light that it appeared to have no weight. It

only whimpered.

turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there in

He was tall

figure, he

had handed over infuriated

married abroad. Everyone knows, and she has never

‘She never denied

felt traces of unwillingness

be like that as he believed Genevieve

door fueled his

forward when a very

he whistled at Genevieve and

while opening the car door with the

open the door, a hand emerged behind her and pressed

delicate,

frowned, her drunkenness subsiding significantly.

Anthony impatiently and asked,

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

pushed him away and refused. “No need. Get out of my way.”

Why does he appear before me every day?”

out of the car, thinking

spotted Anthony. He tutted and leaned against the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t

snorted directly, full of disdain.

had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what

have the right to get involved before, but right then,