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

He looked back at

was well–behaved when she drunk. She nodded and

few seconds before hearing a

After a

she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that had been discarded

on the leaves pitifully, looking for something to

heart softened, and she squatted down

only to discover that they were not food. It whimpered and lay forlorn on her feet.

at it, but she hadn’t brought

not survive

her hands, asking, “Do you want to come

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

mind the dirt and picked up the puppy.

that it appeared

only whimpered.

Anthony standing there

He was tall and straight, attractive and

the figure, he

had handed

and she has

never denied it.

felt traces of unwillingness and anger, melancholy

like that as he

her by the bar’s door fueled his already intense

forward when a very

smiled as he whistled at Genevieve and

the puppy with one hand while opening the car door

open the door, a hand emerged behind her and pressed her firmly

delicate, cool

frowned, her drunkenness subsiding

at Anthony impatiently and asked, “What are you doing?”

Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you a ride since you’ve

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

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

of the car,

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

directly, full

that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well

the right to get involved before, but right