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?”

one. He looked back at her and said, “Wait for me here. I’ll be right back.”

she drunk. She

before hearing

After a

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 she squatted down

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

at it, but she hadn’t brought

puppy might not survive the night and die

extended her hands, asking, “Do

palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against it, trembling and looking

dirt and picked

that it appeared to have no weight. It was exceedingly obedient,

only whimpered.

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

The light made his shadow lengthy. He was tall and straight, attractive and noble,

saw the figure, he

Daniel had handed

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

never denied

sank. Somehow, he felt traces of unwillingness and

as he believed Genevieve was his.

door fueled his already intense

forward when

was in the car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve and urged, “Get in the car.”

one hand while opening the

door, a hand emerged behind her and pressed her

Anthony’s delicate,

her drunkenness

Anthony impatiently and asked, “What are

said in

refused. “No need. Get out of

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

also got out of the car, thinking that Genevieve was in trouble.

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

directly, full

Genevieve and Anthony, as well

the right to get involved before, but right then,

noticeable in the dark, he radiated

squinted his eyes, remembering