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?” she

look for her car one by one. He looked back at her and said, “Wait for me

she drunk. She nodded and didn’t

few seconds before hearing a faint noise

After a

and saw a gray animal beneath the street lamp dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that had been discarded after being born

trampled on the leaves pitifully, looking for something to

softened, and she squatted

tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not food. It whimpered

but she hadn’t brought any food with

might not survive the

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

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

the dirt and picked up the puppy.

that it appeared to have no weight.

only whimpered.

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

light made his shadow lengthy. He

saw the figure, he

documents Daniel had handed over infuriated Anthony.

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

denied it. Then, it’s true.‘

traces of unwillingness and anger, melancholy and bitterness.

like that as he believed Genevieve

the bar’s door fueled

move forward when a very

smiled as he whistled at Genevieve and urged, “Get

with one hand while opening the car door with

a hand emerged behind her

delicate, cool

her drunkenness subsiding significantly.

Anthony impatiently and asked, “What are you

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

“No need. Get out

does he

out of the car,

leaned against the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t

snorted directly, full

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

involved before,

hardly noticeable in the dark, he radiated a

his eyes,