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.

He looked back at her and said, “Wait for me here. I’ll be right

well–behaved when she drunk. She

seconds before hearing a faint

After a

lamp dozens of feet away. closer look, she noticed that it was a gray little puppy that had been

leaves pitifully, looking for

softened, and she

only to discover that they were not food. It whimpered and lay forlorn on

but she hadn’t brought any food with her.

might not survive the night and die

her hands, asking, “Do you want to come

again and pressed its two muddy claws

mind the dirt and picked up

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

only whimpered.

rose and turned around, she noticed Anthony standing there in a black

lengthy. He was tall and

Anthony saw the figure, he immediately

documents Daniel had handed

married abroad. Everyone knows, and she has never denied

mused, ‘She never denied

of unwillingness and anger, melancholy and

as he

by the bar’s door fueled his already intense

when a very cool

whistled at Genevieve

the puppy with one hand while opening

could open the door, a hand emerged behind

smelled Anthony’s delicate,

her drunkenness

and asked, “What are you

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

away and refused. “No need. Get out of my

am. Why does he appear before me

out of the car,

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

snorted directly, full of disdain.

occurred between Genevieve and Anthony, as well as what

involved before, but right then, he

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

eyes, remembering