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

wish by the end

things were going,

she had to step

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

nothing

house. However, asking him

supporter of his family

What about his wife, then? Why can’t

in? Will she be sending her own

her parents?

Milani’s younger brother,

appeared with a cocky grin

forget about me,

be

car and

that, Emmanuel instantly

rage.

I marrying your

well

had only meant

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

to hold him to his

You’d better remember what you just

to plan and pay for

and honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

rather marry a pig than a

Emmanuel retorted as the rage and ferocity

on the battlefield

back.

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what the Zimmermans were

was no

just an uncultured

marry a boar than you!”

snapped back.

I have no problem marrying

should I settle for

happy that he wants

out with me!

exasperated laugh, Emmanuel

off, leaving

choice but to follow

they had only just stepped out of

three

front

quickly popped out to see

and almost dropped their jaws

saw the car lineup.

are worth tens of

Since when were the

on the other

Hmm… Didn’t I

café?

stepped out of

convoy

as he

the

me outside

to say, everyone

hide her excitement

brother’s arm tightly.

Isn’t this like

more Emmanuel thought about

this old geezer was

have intentionally fallen

café?

hand, and within

had unloaded several boxes of

there precious stones and

also famous paintings, antiques,

a Porsche key.

items had to be

million.

someone who earned a mere eighty thousand

million was an eye-watering amount

Emmanuel could

the scene, the Zimmerman

almost collapsed in shock.

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