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 must

the

things were going,

step

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

There’s nothing wrong

house. However,

his family

much! What about his wife, then? Why can’t

be sending her own money back

her parents?

then, Milani’s younger brother,

with a cocky grin plastered on

“Haha! Don’t forget about

be counting on you guys to

car

that, Emmanuel instantly exploded

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying

as well support

Emmanuel had only meant that as

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

remark, Milani decided to hold

You’d better remember what you just said!

I’ll leave you to plan and pay

banquet and honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

rather marry a pig than a woman

as the rage and

to experience on

back.

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what the Zimmermans were

there was no doubt they

at yourself! You’re just an uncultured

I’d rather marry a

snapped back.

my qualities, I have no

so why should I settle for a pauper

I’m only too happy

out with me!

exasperated laugh,

off, leaving Alessandra

but

they had only just stepped

residence when three luxury cars

in front

quickly popped out

and almost dropped

saw the car lineup.

d*mn! Those cars are worth tens of

on? Since when were the

other contrary,

of the cars. Hmm… Didn’t I

café?

Terence stepped out of

his convoy

as he approached Emmanuel

return the

me outside

to say, everyone was

couldn’t hide her excitement

brother’s arm tightly.

this like those rags-to-riches

about

this

have intentionally

café?

waved his hand,

had unloaded several boxes

were there precious stones and jewelry,

were also famous

a Porsche key.

of the items had to be at least

million.

who earned a mere eighty thousand

was an eye-watering amount

that Emmanuel could only

scene, the

almost collapsed in shock.

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