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?”

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

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

a few seconds before hearing

After a

closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little

pitifully, looking for something to

heart softened, and she squatted

shoes, only to discover that they

but she hadn’t brought any food

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

slowly extended her hands, asking,

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

didn’t mind the dirt and picked up the

felt so light that it

only whimpered.

Genevieve rose and turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there in a black

under the streetlamp. The light made his shadow lengthy. He was tall

the figure, he

Daniel had handed over

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

mused, ‘She never denied it. Then, it’s

of unwillingness and anger, melancholy and

shouldn’t be like that as he believed

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

when a very cool purple Ferrari stopped beside Genevieve.

in the car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve and

hand while

hand emerged

smelled Anthony’s delicate,

drunkenness

impatiently and asked, “What are

said in a chilly voice, “I’ll give you

“No

mused, ‘How unlucky I am. Why does he appear before

car, thinking that Genevieve

he spotted Anthony. He tutted and leaned against the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to send her? She’s on a date with me

directly, full of disdain.

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

to get involved before, but

noticeable in the

eyes, remembering