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

the end of the

things were going,

step

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

right. There’s nothing wrong

and house.

his family

What about his wife,

in? Will she be sending her own

her parents?

younger brother,

cocky grin

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

be

my car and

Emmanuel instantly exploded

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying your sister or

as well

had only meant that as

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

remark, Milani decided to hold

what you

you to plan and pay for

honeymoon.

can’t afford that…”

lost! I’d rather marry a pig than a

retorted as the rage and ferocity

to experience on the battlefield came

back.

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the Zimmermans

no doubt they

just

rather marry a boar than

snapped back.

qualities, I have no problem marrying

why should I

I’m only too happy that he wants

out with me!

giving an exasperated laugh, Emmanuel

off, leaving Alessandra and

choice but to

they had only just stepped

when three luxury cars

front

quickly popped out

dropped their jaws when

saw the car lineup.

are worth tens

when were the

the other contrary, seemed

cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see that car

café?

second, Terence stepped out of

his convoy of suited

smiled as he

return the favor,

outside

to say, everyone was

hide her excitement and

brother’s arm tightly.

this like those

about

Who knew this old

he have intentionally

café?

his hand, and

had unloaded several boxes

were there precious stones and jewelry,

famous paintings, antiques,

a Porsche key.

the items had to be

million.

someone who earned a

million was an

that Emmanuel could only dream

scene, the

almost collapsed in shock.

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