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?”

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

well–behaved when she drunk. She

stood for a few seconds before hearing a faint

After a

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

trampled on the leaves pitifully, looking for something

softened, and

the tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not food. It whimpered and lay forlorn on her feet.

laughed at it, but she hadn’t brought any food with her.

might not survive the

of that, Genevieve slowly extended her hands,

puppy seemed to understand what she had said. It licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws

didn’t mind the dirt and picked up

so light that it appeared

only whimpered.

rose and turned around, she noticed Anthony standing

He was

the figure, he immediately recognized

handed over

Everyone knows, and she has never denied it herself,”

mused, ‘She never denied it.

traces of unwillingness

like that as he believed

her by the bar’s door fueled his

paused and was about to move forward when a very

as he whistled at Genevieve and urged, “Get

puppy with one hand while opening the

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

Anthony’s delicate, cool

drunkenness subsiding

Anthony impatiently and asked, “What are

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

him away and refused. “No need.

Why does he appear before

got out of the car, thinking that Genevieve was

Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you

full of

Genevieve and Anthony, as well as

to get involved before, but right then, he

in the dark,

his eyes,