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

one. He looked back at her and said, “Wait for me here. I’ll be right back.”

when she drunk. She nodded

before hearing a faint

After a

look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that had been discarded after being

leaves pitifully, looking for something to eat.

and she

high–heeled shoes, only to discover

it, but she hadn’t brought any food with her.

puppy might not survive the night and die

hands, asking,

had said. It licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against it, trembling and looking

mind the dirt and picked

her arms and felt so light that it appeared to have no weight. It was exceedingly obedient, even

only whimpered.

standing there

stood by the door, under the streetlamp. The light made his shadow lengthy. He was

the figure, he immediately

Daniel had handed over infuriated

knows, and she has never denied it herself,” Daniel reported previously.

mused, ‘She never denied it. Then, it’s

heart sank. Somehow, he felt traces of

shouldn’t be like that as he believed

her by the bar’s door fueled his already

when a very cool purple Ferrari

whistled at Genevieve and urged, “Get in the

hand while opening the car

could open the door, a hand emerged behind her and pressed her firmly on it.

smelled Anthony’s delicate,

drunkenness subsiding

looked at Anthony impatiently and asked,

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

Genevieve pushed him away and refused. “No need.

am. Why does

got out of the car, thinking that Genevieve was

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

snorted directly, full of

aware of everything that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what had been reported in the

get involved before,