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.

longer… I must fulfill my

by the

seen how things were going,

had to step in to persuade

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

nothing

and house. However, asking

his

about his

in? Will she be sending her own money

her parents?

then, Milani’s younger

a cocky grin plastered on

forget about me, Milani!

get married, I’d be counting

car

Emmanuel instantly exploded

rage.

Am I marrying your sister

well

though Emmanuel had only meant

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

Milani decided to hold him to

what you

to plan and pay for

and honeymoon. Don’t

can’t afford that…”

lost! I’d rather marry a

as the rage

on the battlefield

back.

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the Zimmermans

was no

yourself! You’re just an uncultured brute

I’d rather marry a boar than you!”

snapped back.

qualities, I have no problem marrying a

I settle for a pauper

I’m only too happy that he wants

out with me!

giving an exasperated laugh,

leaving Alessandra and Roselynn

choice but to

only just stepped

residence when three luxury

front of

quickly popped

and almost dropped their jaws

saw the car lineup.

cars are

on? Since when were

on the other

the cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see

café?

stepped out of

by his convoy of suited

smiled as he approached

here to return the favor,

outside the

say,

her excitement and

brother’s arm tightly.

this like those

thought about it, the more

this old geezer was

Could he have intentionally fallen at

café?

his hand, and within seconds,

had unloaded several

there precious stones and jewelry,

also famous paintings, antiques,

a Porsche key.

items had to be at least

million.

who earned a mere

million was an

Emmanuel could only dream

witnessing the scene, the Zimmerman

almost collapsed in shock.

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