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

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

She nodded and didn’t

seconds before hearing

After a

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

pitifully, looking for something to

and

discover that they were not food. It

she hadn’t brought any food

left, the puppy might not survive the night and die

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

licked her palm again and pressed

and

trembled in her arms and felt so light that it appeared to have no weight. It was exceedingly obedient,

only whimpered.

and turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there in a

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

saw the figure, he immediately

documents Daniel had handed

abroad. Everyone knows, and she has never denied it herself,” Daniel reported previously.

mused, ‘She never denied it.

traces of unwillingness and anger, melancholy and

that as he believed Genevieve

her by the bar’s door fueled his already intense feelings.

move forward when a very cool purple Ferrari stopped

the car, smiled as he whistled at Genevieve

one hand while opening the car door with the

could open the door, a hand emerged behind her

Anthony’s delicate, cool aroma.

frowned, her drunkenness

and asked, “What are you

out Anthony’s expression. He simply said in a chilly voice, “I’ll

pushed him away and refused. “No

Why does he appear before me every day?”

the car, thinking that Genevieve

against the car, saying, “Look who’s here… Mr. Hoffman,

full

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

get involved before,

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

squinted his eyes, remembering