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

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

she drunk. She nodded and

before hearing a faint noise nearby.

After a

walked over unconsciously and saw a gray animal beneath the street lamp dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that had been discarded after being born in a

the leaves pitifully, looking for something

and she

to discover that they

but she hadn’t brought any food with her.

she left, the puppy might not survive the night and die

her hands, asking, “Do you want to come

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

and picked up

and felt so light that it appeared to have

only whimpered.

around, she noticed Anthony standing there

made his shadow lengthy. He was tall and straight, attractive and noble, with

figure, he immediately recognized

Daniel had handed over infuriated Anthony.

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

denied it.

sank. Somehow, he felt traces of

that as he

her by the bar’s door

about to move forward when a

whistled at Genevieve and urged, “Get in

one hand while opening

the door, a hand emerged behind her

smelled Anthony’s delicate,

drunkenness subsiding significantly.

looked at Anthony impatiently and asked, “What are

said in a

refused. “No need. Get out of my way.”

am. Why does he

of the car, thinking that Genevieve was

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

directly, full of disdain.

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

involved before,

in the dark, he radiated a frigid aura.

his eyes,