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.

any longer… I must

by the end of the

seen how things

to step in

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

nothing wrong

car, and house.

his family after

What about his wife,

Will she be sending her own money back

her parents?

younger

cocky grin plastered

Don’t forget about me, Milani! When it’s

get married, I’d be

car and

that, Emmanuel instantly exploded

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying your

may as well support all of

Emmanuel had only meant

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

to hold him to

what

to

banquet and honeymoon.

can’t afford that…”

marry a

as the rage

on the battlefield came

back.

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know what the

there was no

You’re just an uncultured brute

a

snapped back.

qualities, I have no problem marrying a

should I settle for a pauper

happy that he

out with me!

exasperated laugh, Emmanuel stood

stormed off, leaving

choice but

their surprise, they had only just stepped out

three luxury cars

in front of

quickly popped out

dropped

saw the car lineup.

Those cars are

were the Lowes that

the other contrary, seemed

Didn’t

café?

Terence stepped out

convoy of

he

here to return the favor,

me outside the

say, everyone was

hide her excitement and gripped

brother’s arm tightly.

like those rags-to-riches

thought about it,

knew this old geezer

he have intentionally fallen at

café?

waved his hand,

several

only were there precious stones and

also famous paintings, antiques,

a Porsche key.

the items had to be

million.

who earned a mere eighty thousand

was an eye-watering amount

Emmanuel could

scene, the

almost collapsed in shock.

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