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.

can’t wait any longer… I

the

how things were

to step

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

nothing wrong with

car, and house.

the sole supporter of his

his wife, then? Why

Will she be sending her

her parents?

then, Milani’s younger brother, Jacob

cocky grin plastered

“Haha! Don’t forget about me,

be counting on you guys

my car and house

Emmanuel instantly exploded

rage.

I marrying

I may as well support

only meant that

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

remark, Milani decided to hold

You’d better remember what you

to plan and pay

and honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

I’d rather marry a pig

as the rage and

experience on the

back.

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didn’t know what the Zimmermans were playing

there was no doubt they were

You’re just an

I’d rather marry a boar

snapped back.

have no

I settle for a

happy that he

out with me!

an exasperated laugh,

stormed off, leaving Alessandra

but to follow

surprise, they had only just stepped

residence when three luxury cars

in front of

quickly popped

dropped their

saw the car lineup.

are worth tens of

were the Lowes

other contrary,

of the cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see

café?

Terence stepped

his convoy

he approached Emmanuel and

to return the

outside

say, everyone was

hide her excitement and

brother’s arm tightly.

like those rags-to-riches

Emmanuel thought about

this old

he have intentionally fallen at

café?

waved his hand, and

several

there precious

famous paintings, antiques, and

a Porsche key.

of the items had to be

million.

a mere eighty thousand

was an eye-watering amount

Emmanuel could only dream

scene,

almost collapsed in shock.

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