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.

took her car keys and decided to look for her car one by one. He looked back at

when she drunk. She nodded and

a few seconds before hearing a faint

After a

feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little

on the leaves pitifully, looking for something to

heart softened, and she squatted down

staggered over, gingerly licking the tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not food. It whimpered and lay

she hadn’t brought any

the puppy might not survive the night

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

her palm again

the dirt and picked

it appeared to

only whimpered.

standing there in

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

figure, he immediately recognized

had handed over

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

‘She never denied it.

of unwillingness and anger, melancholy

shouldn’t be like that as he believed Genevieve

her by the bar’s door fueled his

move forward when a very cool purple Ferrari stopped beside

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

the puppy with one hand while opening

the door, a hand emerged behind her

smelled Anthony’s delicate,

frowned, her drunkenness subsiding significantly.

and asked,

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

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

am. Why does he appear before

of the car, thinking that Genevieve

Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to send her? She’s on a date

directly, full of

occurred between Genevieve and Anthony,

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

hardly noticeable in the dark, he radiated

his eyes,