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.

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

drunk. She nodded and didn’t run about.

a few seconds before hearing

After a

and saw a gray animal beneath the street lamp dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that

the leaves pitifully, looking for something to

and

over, gingerly licking the tip of her high–heeled shoes, only to discover that they were not

laughed at it, but she hadn’t brought

not survive the night and die

slowly extended her hands, asking, “Do

had said. It licked her palm again and pressed its two muddy claws against it, trembling and

mind the dirt and picked

felt so light that it appeared to have no weight.

only whimpered.

standing there in a black shirt,

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

saw the figure, he immediately

handed over infuriated Anthony.

and Louis married abroad. Everyone knows, and she has never denied it herself,” Daniel

denied

sank. Somehow, he felt traces of unwillingness and

like that as he believed Genevieve

her by the bar’s door fueled his already

forward when a very

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

held the puppy with one hand while

hand emerged behind

smelled Anthony’s delicate,

drunkenness

Anthony impatiently and

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

him away and refused. “No need.

I am. Why does he appear before me every

of the car, thinking that Genevieve was

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

directly, full of disdain.

was aware of everything that had occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well

have the right to get involved before, but right

hardly noticeable in the dark, he radiated a frigid

his eyes,