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 fulfill my

the end of the

seen how things were

had to step in to persuade her

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

right. There’s nothing wrong

car, and house.

supporter of his family after

What about his wife,

Will she be sending her

her parents?

younger

a cocky grin plastered

about me,

be

my car and

that, Emmanuel

rage.

the f*ck! Am I marrying your sister

well

though Emmanuel had only meant

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

Milani decided to hold him

You’d better remember what you

leave you to plan

honeymoon. Don’t tell me

can’t afford that…”

marry a

as the rage

on

back.

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didn’t know what the Zimmermans

no doubt

just

marry a boar than

snapped back.

have no problem marrying

I

only too happy that

out with me!

an exasperated laugh,

off, leaving Alessandra

but to follow

they had only just stepped

when three

front

Zimmermans quickly popped

dropped

saw the car lineup.

cars are worth tens of

Since when were the Lowes that

the other contrary, seemed

cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see that car

café?

stepped out of

his convoy of suited

he approached

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

outside the

to say, everyone was

her excitement

brother’s arm tightly.

Isn’t this like

thought about it, the more

Wow… Who knew this old geezer

have intentionally fallen

café?

his hand, and within

several boxes

there precious

also famous paintings,

a Porsche key.

total value of the items had to be

million.

someone who earned a mere

million was an

that Emmanuel could only dream

scene, the

almost collapsed in shock.

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