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?”

by one. He looked back at her and said, “Wait

She nodded and didn’t

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 born in a month.

trampled on the leaves pitifully,

and

only to discover that

laughed at it, but she hadn’t brought any

puppy might not survive the night and

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

again and pressed its two

the dirt and

it appeared to have no weight.

only whimpered.

and turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there in a black shirt, staring at her.

shadow lengthy. He was

figure, he immediately recognized Genevieve.

had handed over

abroad. Everyone knows, and she has never denied

mused, ‘She never denied it. Then, it’s

sank. Somehow, he felt traces of unwillingness and

that as he believed

door

when a very cool purple Ferrari stopped

as he whistled at Genevieve and urged, “Get in

one hand while opening the car door with the other.

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

Anthony’s delicate,

her drunkenness subsiding significantly.

at Anthony impatiently and

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

away and refused. “No

‘How unlucky I am. Why does he appear

car, thinking

who’s here… Mr. Hoffman, isn’t it inappropriate for you to send

full

Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what

to get involved before, but right then,

hardly noticeable in the dark, he radiated a

his eyes,