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?”

for her car one by one. He looked back at her

She nodded and didn’t run

a few seconds before

After a

she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that had been discarded after being born in a

the leaves pitifully, looking for something to

and

her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that

she hadn’t brought any food with

not

Genevieve slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do you want to

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

mind the dirt and

her arms and felt so light that it appeared to have no weight. It

only whimpered.

Anthony standing there in a black shirt, staring

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

the figure, he immediately

documents Daniel had handed over infuriated Anthony.

Lawrence and Louis married abroad. Everyone knows, and she

mused, ‘She never denied

felt traces of unwillingness and anger,

as he

her by the bar’s door fueled his already

was about to move forward when a very cool

smiled as he whistled

one hand while

the door, a hand emerged

delicate,

frowned, her drunkenness subsiding

at Anthony impatiently and asked, “What are

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

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

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

of the car, thinking that Genevieve was in

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

directly, full of

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

the right to get involved before, but right

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

eyes,