Chapter 3

In any relationship, the party taking the initiative was

often seen as more lowly and desperate.

Therefore, upon seeing Emmanuel and his family at

her house, Milani Zimmerman wore an even haughtier

expression than when she was at the café.

Ha! I knew this loser wouldn’t be able to get over my

looks, so he’s come to badger me again!

Milani’s mother, Melody Claus, was just as smug when

she learned of the Lowe family’s intention.

“If your son wishes to marry my daughter, you’ll have

to give us a betrothal gift of five hundred thousand,”

she said as she raised her palm. “We won’t accept

anything less!”

Emmanuel’s heart instantly sank.

Oh, my goodness! Five hundred thousand? Is she

trying to sell her daughter?

Alessandra, however, gritted her teeth and nodded.

“T-That’s fine!”

As long as my son can get married, I’ll do anything to

make up for the betrothal gift, even if it means selling

the house!

how would she pay for the couple’s car and home?

“Sure. That’s no problem!” Roselynn piped up, even

going so far as to pull her brother back when she

realized he wanted to object.

She was just as eager for Emmanuel to start a family,

and at thirty years old, she had worked and saved up

enough to make the necessary down payments for

him.

Since Mom is settling the betrothal gift, I shall help

Emmanuel with the car and home!

“Lastly, he will bear all household expenses after the

wedding!” Milani suddenly said.

That, however, was the last straw for Emmanuel. “Are

you guys marrying off your daughter or selling her? I

don’t mind paying this much if she’s coming to work for

us as a housekeeper, but if she expects to be treated

like a princess or queen, you can forget it! I don’t need

that!”

“Look at your son! What’s with that attitude?” Milani

yelled. “We aren’t even married yet, and he’s already so

domineering. Wouldn’t it be worse down the road?”

“No, no, no… The marriage will work out. It’d work out

just fine!” Alessandra pleaded, desperate to finalize the

wedding.

longer…

by the end of

things were going,

step in to

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

nothing

gift, car, and house. However,

the sole supporter of his family after the

about his wife,

she be sending her own money

her parents?

Milani’s younger

a cocky grin plastered on

Don’t forget about

get married, I’d be counting on

my car

Emmanuel instantly

rage.

I marrying your sister or

I may as well support

only meant that as

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

to hold

better remember what you just

I’ll leave you to

honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

a pig than a

retorted as the

on the

back.

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what the Zimmermans

no doubt they were

You’re just an

rather marry a boar than you!”

snapped back.

I have no

so why should I settle for a pauper

happy that

out with me!

giving an exasperated

leaving Alessandra and

but

only just stepped out

three luxury

in front

popped out to see

almost dropped their jaws

saw the car lineup.

d*mn! Those cars are worth

were the Lowes

other contrary, seemed to

the cars. Hmm… Didn’t

café?

second, Terence stepped out

by his convoy of

smiled as he approached Emmanuel

return the

me outside

to say, everyone

couldn’t hide her excitement

brother’s arm tightly.

Isn’t this like those

about it, the more

this old geezer

Could he have

café?

his hand,

unloaded several boxes of

were there precious

were also famous paintings, antiques, and

a Porsche key.

of the items had to be

million.

earned a mere

ten million was

could only dream

scene, the Zimmerman

almost collapsed in shock.

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