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?”

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

when she drunk. She nodded

stood for a few seconds before

After a

look, she noticed that it was a

pitifully, looking for something

heart softened, and she

shoes, only to discover that they were not food. It whimpered and lay forlorn on her

it, but she hadn’t brought

she left, the puppy might not survive

slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do you want to come

what she had said. It licked her palm again and pressed

dirt and

trembled in her arms and felt so light that it appeared to have no weight. It was exceedingly

only whimpered.

noticed Anthony standing there in

the door, under the streetlamp. The light made his shadow lengthy. He

saw the figure, he immediately

had handed over infuriated

Louis married abroad. Everyone knows, and she has

‘She never denied it.

of

like that as he believed Genevieve

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

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

car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve

one hand while opening the car door

emerged behind her and pressed her firmly

delicate,

frowned, her drunkenness subsiding

and asked, “What are you

He simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you a ride since

and refused. “No

‘How unlucky I am. Why does he

also got out of the car, thinking that

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

directly, full of disdain.

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

get involved

in the dark, he

squinted his eyes,