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 fulfill

by the end of

how things were

to step

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

nothing wrong

car, and house.

of his family after

What about his wife, then? Why

sending her

her parents?

then, Milani’s younger brother,

with a cocky

forget about me, Milani! When it’s

be

my car

Emmanuel instantly exploded

rage.

the f*ck! Am I marrying your sister or

as well support all of

only meant that as

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

remark, Milani decided to

remember what you just

to

honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

marry a pig than

retorted as the rage

on the

back.

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didn’t know what the Zimmermans were playing

no doubt they were

You’re just an uncultured brute

marry a boar than

snapped back.

qualities, I have no problem marrying

should I

happy that

out with me!

an exasperated

leaving Alessandra

but to

had only just

when three luxury

front of

popped out

and almost dropped their jaws

saw the car lineup.

cars are

were the

on the other

of the cars. Hmm… Didn’t

café?

second, Terence stepped out of

his convoy of

smiled as he approached Emmanuel and

the favor, Mr. Lowe, after

me outside

to say,

hide her

brother’s arm tightly.

this like those rags-to-riches

about it,

knew this old geezer

Could he have intentionally fallen

café?

hand, and within

unloaded several boxes of

there precious

famous paintings, antiques, and

a Porsche key.

value of the items

million.

a mere

was an eye-watering

could only

the scene,

almost collapsed in shock.

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