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

by the end

things were going, even

she had to step in

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

right. There’s nothing wrong with

car, and house.

of his family

What about his

in? Will she be sending her own money

her parents?

younger brother,

cocky grin plastered on

forget about me, Milani! When it’s

to get married, I’d be counting

car and house

hearing that, Emmanuel

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying

as well support all

Emmanuel had only

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

remark, Milani decided to hold

what

case, I’ll leave you to plan and

and honeymoon. Don’t

can’t afford that…”

rather marry a pig than a

as the rage

experience on the battlefield

back.

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the

was no doubt

You’re just

rather marry a boar

snapped back.

qualities, I have no problem marrying a

I settle for

only too happy that

out with me!

giving an exasperated laugh, Emmanuel

stormed off, leaving Alessandra and

choice but to

had only just

three

front

quickly popped

almost dropped their jaws

saw the car lineup.

cars are worth tens

were the Lowes that

other contrary,

cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see that

café?

stepped out

his convoy of suited

he

here to return the favor,

me outside the

say, everyone was

her

brother’s arm tightly.

like

more Emmanuel thought about it, the

knew this old

he have

café?

hand,

several boxes

there precious stones and

also famous paintings,

a Porsche key.

the items

million.

earned a mere

ten million was an eye-watering

could

witnessing the scene, the

almost collapsed in shock.

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