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?”

keys and decided to look for her car one by one. He looked back

She nodded

stood for a few seconds before hearing

After a

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

pitifully, looking for something to

heart softened, and

only to discover that they were not food. It whimpered and lay

at it, but she hadn’t

she left, the puppy might not survive the night and die

hands, asking, “Do you want to come with

what she had said. It licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against it, trembling and

the dirt and picked

felt so light that it appeared to have no weight. It was

only whimpered.

around, she noticed Anthony standing there

lengthy. He was tall and straight, attractive and noble, with an unmistakable clarity and restraint.

figure,

Daniel had handed over infuriated

and she has never denied

‘She never denied it. Then,

traces of unwillingness and anger, melancholy and

that as he believed

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

to move forward when

in the car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve and

hand while opening the car

open the door, a hand emerged behind her

Anthony’s delicate, cool

her drunkenness

impatiently and asked, “What are you doing?”

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

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

I am. Why does

car, thinking that Genevieve was in

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

directly, full

Anthony, as well as what had been reported in

involved before, but

Although hardly noticeable in the dark, he radiated

his eyes,