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?”

one by one. He looked back at her and said, “Wait

well–behaved when she drunk. She nodded and didn’t run about.

few seconds before hearing a

After a

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

pitifully, looking for something to

heart softened, and she squatted down

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

it, but she hadn’t brought any food

not survive

thinking of that, Genevieve slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do you want to come

licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws

the dirt and picked up the puppy.

trembled in her arms and felt so light that it appeared

only whimpered.

Genevieve rose and turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there

by the door, under the streetlamp. The light made his shadow lengthy. He was tall and

figure, he immediately recognized

documents Daniel had handed

Everyone knows, and she

‘She never denied

traces of

that as he believed Genevieve was his.

her by the bar’s door fueled his already intense feelings.

move forward when

who was in the car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve

with one hand while opening the car door with

open the door, a hand emerged behind her

Anthony’s delicate, cool

her drunkenness subsiding significantly.

looked at Anthony impatiently and

make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice,

and refused. “No need. Get out

am. Why does

out of the car, thinking that Genevieve

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

full of

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

didn’t have the right to get involved before, but right then, he did.

Although hardly noticeable in the dark, he

squinted his eyes,