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

for her car one by one. He looked back at her and said, “Wait for me here.

drunk. She nodded and didn’t run about.

a few seconds before hearing

After a

unconsciously and saw a gray animal beneath the street lamp dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray

trampled on the leaves pitifully, looking for something

heart softened, and

high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not food.

it, but she hadn’t brought any food with

left, the puppy might not survive the night and die

hands, asking,

what she had said. It licked her palm again and

dirt and picked up the puppy.

light that it appeared to have no weight. It

only whimpered.

standing there in a

The light made his shadow lengthy. He

Anthony saw the figure, he

Daniel had handed over infuriated Anthony.

and Louis married abroad. Everyone knows, and she has

mused, ‘She never denied it. Then,

he felt traces of

that as

bar’s door fueled his already

to move forward when a

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

one hand while opening

she could open the door, a hand emerged behind

Anthony’s delicate,

frowned, her drunkenness

looked at Anthony impatiently and

dim lighting, she couldn’t make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you a ride since you’ve drunk.”

“No need. Get out of

I am. Why does

got out of the car, thinking

tutted and leaned against the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman,

directly, full of

of everything that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as

to get involved

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

squinted his eyes, remembering Emilio.