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…

by the end

things were

step in to persuade

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

There’s nothing

gift, car, and house.

sole supporter of his family after the

about his

in? Will she be sending

her parents?

younger brother, Jacob

with a cocky grin plastered

forget about

married, I’d be

my car

Emmanuel

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying your sister

well support

Emmanuel had only meant

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

decided to hold him to

better remember what you

I’ll leave you to plan and pay for

and honeymoon. Don’t

can’t afford that…”

I’d rather marry a pig

the rage

experience on the battlefield

back.

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know what the

no doubt they were

yourself! You’re just an uncultured

marry a boar than you!”

snapped back.

I have no problem marrying

should I settle

I’m only too happy

out with me!

exasperated laugh, Emmanuel

leaving Alessandra and

choice but to

only just stepped out of

when three luxury

front

quickly popped

dropped

saw the car lineup.

are

on? Since when were the

the other

Didn’t I see

café?

Terence stepped out of the

by his convoy of suited

smiled as he approached Emmanuel

“I’m here to return the favor, Mr. Lowe, after

outside

to say, everyone was

her

brother’s arm tightly.

Isn’t this like

more Emmanuel thought about

knew this old geezer

he have intentionally fallen at

café?

waved his hand,

unloaded several boxes of

only were there precious stones and jewelry,

were also famous paintings, antiques, and

a Porsche key.

items had to be

million.

a mere eighty

ten million was an eye-watering

could only dream

the scene,

almost collapsed in shock.

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