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.

He looked back at

she drunk. She nodded and

before hearing a faint

After a

a gray animal beneath the street lamp dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed

on the leaves pitifully, looking for something

heart softened, and she squatted down

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

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

puppy might not survive the night and

hands, asking, “Do you want to come with me?”

puppy seemed to understand what she had said. It licked her palm again and

dirt and picked up the puppy.

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

only whimpered.

standing

stood by the door, under the streetlamp. The light made his shadow lengthy. He was tall and straight, attractive and noble, with

Anthony saw the figure, he immediately recognized

had handed

knows, and she has never denied it herself,” Daniel reported

mused, ‘She never denied

Somehow, he felt traces of unwillingness and

that as he believed Genevieve

door fueled

to move forward when a very cool purple Ferrari stopped beside

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

one hand while opening

she could open the door, a hand emerged behind her and pressed her

Anthony’s delicate, cool

drunkenness subsiding

and asked,

make out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in

“No need. Get

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

car, thinking that Genevieve was

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

full of

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

to get involved before, but right then,

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

his eyes, remembering