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?” she repeated.

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

drunk. She nodded and didn’t

seconds before

After a

she

on the leaves pitifully, looking for something

and she squatted down

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

hadn’t brought any

puppy might not survive the

her hands, asking, “Do you want

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

the dirt and picked

felt so light that it appeared to have no weight. It was exceedingly obedient, even

only whimpered.

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

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

Anthony saw the figure, he immediately

documents Daniel had handed over infuriated Anthony.

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

‘She never denied it. Then,

traces of unwillingness and

shouldn’t be like that as

door fueled his already intense feelings.

to move forward when

he whistled at

the puppy with one hand while

door, a hand emerged behind her and pressed her firmly on it.

Anthony’s delicate, cool

her drunkenness subsiding

at Anthony impatiently and asked, “What are you doing?”

lighting, she couldn’t make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly

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

does he appear before me every day?”

out of the car, thinking

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

full of disdain.

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

the right to get involved before, but right then, he did.

darkened slightly. Although hardly noticeable in the dark, he radiated

eyes, remembering