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.

my car?” she

to look for her car one by one. He looked back at her and said,

she drunk. She nodded

for a few seconds before hearing

After a

feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that

the leaves pitifully, looking

and she

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

it, but she hadn’t brought any food

the puppy might not

that, Genevieve slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do you want to come with me?”

seemed to understand what she had said. It licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against it,

dirt and picked

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

only whimpered.

she noticed Anthony standing there in a black shirt, staring

light made his shadow lengthy. He was tall and

saw the figure, he immediately recognized Genevieve.

documents Daniel had handed over infuriated Anthony.

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

never denied it.

Somehow, he felt traces of unwillingness and

like that as he

her by the bar’s door fueled his already

paused and was about to move forward when a very cool purple Ferrari stopped beside Genevieve.

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

puppy with one hand while opening the car door with

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

delicate, cool

drunkenness subsiding significantly.

looked at Anthony impatiently and asked, “What are

out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a

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

Why does he appear before me every

got out of the car,

against the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to send her? She’s on a date with me tonight.”

full

everything that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what had been

didn’t have the right to get involved before, but

hardly noticeable in

eyes, remembering Emilio.