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 said,

when she drunk. She nodded

few seconds before hearing a faint noise nearby.

After a

away. closer look, she noticed that it was a

leaves pitifully, looking for something to eat.

and she

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

laughed at it, but she hadn’t brought any food

left, the puppy might not survive the night

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

had said. It licked her palm again and pressed

and picked up

felt so light that it appeared to

only whimpered.

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

The light made his shadow lengthy. He

figure, he immediately

documents Daniel had handed over infuriated Anthony.

knows, and she has never denied it

‘She never denied it. Then,

of unwillingness and anger, melancholy

be like that as he believed Genevieve

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

about to move forward when a very cool

the car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve

the puppy with one hand while opening

hand emerged behind her and pressed her firmly on

Anthony’s delicate, cool

drunkenness subsiding

looked at Anthony impatiently and asked, “What

out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you a

Genevieve pushed him away and refused. “No need. Get out

unlucky I am. Why does he appear before

also got out of the car, thinking that Genevieve

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

directly, full of disdain.

occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what had been

get involved

in the dark, he

his eyes, remembering