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?” she repeated.

her car one by one. He looked back at her and said, “Wait for me here.

well–behaved when she drunk. She nodded and didn’t run about.

for a few seconds before

After a

of feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that had been discarded after being

leaves pitifully, looking for

and she squatted down

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

hadn’t brought any food with

puppy might not survive the night and die

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

what she had said. It licked her palm again and pressed its

the dirt and

that it appeared to have no weight. It

only whimpered.

rose and turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there in

The light made his shadow lengthy. He was tall and

figure, he immediately

Daniel had handed over infuriated

knows, and she has never denied it herself,”

‘She never denied

heart sank. Somehow, he felt traces of unwillingness and

like that as he believed Genevieve was his.

the bar’s door fueled

and was about to move forward when a very

who was in the car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve and

the puppy with one hand while opening the

the door, a hand emerged behind her and

delicate,

drunkenness

looked at Anthony impatiently and asked, “What are you

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.”

refused. “No

does he

out of the car, thinking that Genevieve was in trouble.

Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to send

directly, full

everything that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what had

involved before, but right then,

noticeable in

his eyes,