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?”

one by one. He looked back at her and

drunk. She nodded

for a few seconds before hearing a faint

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 little puppy that had been discarded after being born in a

trampled on the leaves pitifully, looking for something

heart softened, and

only to discover that they were not food.

but she hadn’t

not survive the night

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

It licked her palm again and pressed its

the dirt and picked up

trembled in her arms and felt so light that it

only whimpered.

rose and turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there in a black shirt, staring at

The light made his shadow lengthy. He

Anthony saw the figure, he immediately recognized

documents Daniel had handed over infuriated

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

mused, ‘She never denied

he felt traces of

as he believed Genevieve was his.

door

to move forward when a very cool purple Ferrari stopped

was in the car, smiled as he whistled

with one hand while opening the

could open the door, a hand emerged

smelled Anthony’s delicate,

frowned, her drunkenness subsiding

and asked, “What are you doing?”

couldn’t make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give

away and refused. “No need. Get out of

Why does he appear before me every day?”

got out of the car, thinking that Genevieve was

who’s here… Mr. Hoffman,

snorted directly, full of disdain.

Anthony,

involved before, but

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

his eyes,