Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

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.

Genevieve looked around and noticed how similar all of the cars were.

car?”

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

drunk. She

few seconds before hearing a faint noise nearby.

After a

away. closer look, she noticed that

on the leaves pitifully, looking for something

softened, and she squatted down

high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were

hadn’t brought

she left, the puppy might not

extended her hands, asking,

palm again and pressed its two muddy

dirt and picked up the puppy.

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

only whimpered.

rose and turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there

shadow lengthy. He was tall

Anthony saw the figure, he

had handed over

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

‘She never denied

traces of unwillingness and

be like that as he

the bar’s door fueled his already intense

to move forward when a very cool

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

hand while opening

a hand emerged behind her and pressed her

delicate, cool aroma.

her drunkenness subsiding

impatiently and asked,

lighting, she couldn’t make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a

“No need. Get

Why does he appear before me

of the car,

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

snorted directly, full of disdain.

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

involved before, but right then, he did.

face darkened slightly. Although hardly noticeable in the dark, he radiated a frigid aura.

his eyes, remembering Emilio.