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 of the

car?” she repeated.

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

she drunk. She nodded and didn’t run about.

seconds before hearing

After 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 after being born

trampled on the leaves pitifully, looking for something

heart softened, and she squatted

licking the tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover

but she hadn’t brought any

might not survive

Genevieve slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do you want

seemed to understand what she had said. It licked her palm again

dirt and picked up

so light that it appeared to have no weight. It was exceedingly obedient,

only whimpered.

standing

shadow lengthy. He was tall and straight, attractive and noble, with

the figure,

handed over infuriated

abroad. Everyone knows, and she

‘She never denied

felt traces of unwillingness and anger, melancholy and

like that as he

by the bar’s door

to move forward when a

he whistled at Genevieve and urged, “Get

held the puppy with one hand while opening the car door with

emerged

Anthony’s delicate,

her drunkenness

and asked, “What are

said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you a ride since you’ve drunk.”

“No need. Get

mused, ‘How unlucky I am. Why does he

out of the car, thinking

and leaned against the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate

full of

and Anthony, as

get involved before, but