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.

wait any longer… I

wish by the

how things were

step in to

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

right. There’s nothing wrong with

house. However, asking

the sole supporter of his family after

What about his wife, then?

in? Will she be sending her own money

her parents?

then, Milani’s younger brother,

cocky grin

forget about

be counting on you

car and

that, Emmanuel instantly exploded

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying

I may as well support all

Emmanuel had only

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

Milani decided to hold

You’d better remember what you just

leave you to plan and pay

banquet and honeymoon.

can’t afford that…”

rather marry a pig than

retorted as the rage and ferocity

to experience on

back.

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didn’t know what the

was no doubt

yourself! You’re just an

I’d rather marry a boar than

snapped back.

qualities, I have

should I settle for a pauper

happy that

out with me!

an exasperated

off, leaving Alessandra

but to follow

surprise, they had only

residence when three

front

quickly popped out

and almost dropped their jaws when

saw the car lineup.

d*mn! Those cars are worth

on? Since when were the Lowes

the other contrary, seemed to

Didn’t I see that car

café?

second, Terence stepped out

by his convoy of suited

smiled as he

the favor, Mr.

me outside

to say,

couldn’t hide her excitement and gripped

brother’s arm tightly.

Isn’t this like those

Emmanuel thought about it, the more

knew this old

have intentionally fallen

café?

hand, and within seconds,

had unloaded several boxes

precious

famous paintings,

a Porsche key.

value of the items had to be

million.

someone who earned a mere eighty

was an eye-watering

Emmanuel could only dream

the scene, the Zimmerman

almost collapsed in shock.

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