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 all

my car?”

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

was well–behaved when she drunk. She nodded

few seconds before

After a

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

trampled on the leaves pitifully, looking for something

and she squatted down

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

but she hadn’t brought any food with her.

might not survive the

of that, Genevieve slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do you want to come

licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against it,

dirt and picked up the puppy.

that it appeared

only whimpered.

rose and turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there in

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

the figure, he immediately recognized

had handed over infuriated Anthony.

Lawrence and Louis married abroad. Everyone knows, and she has never denied it herself,” Daniel reported

never denied it. Then,

heart sank. Somehow, he felt traces of unwillingness and anger, melancholy

be like that as he

bar’s door fueled his already intense

move forward when a very cool purple Ferrari stopped beside Genevieve.

was in the car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve and urged, “Get in the

held the puppy with one hand while opening the

a hand emerged behind her

Anthony’s delicate, cool

frowned, her drunkenness subsiding significantly.

impatiently and asked, “What are you doing?”

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

refused. “No need. Get

‘How unlucky I am. Why does he

of the car, thinking that Genevieve

the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to

directly, full of disdain.

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

involved before, but right then,