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 must

the end of

how things

to step in to

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

right. There’s nothing wrong with

gift, car, and house. However, asking

supporter of his family

much! What about his wife, then?

be sending her

her parents?

younger

with a cocky grin plastered on

“Haha! Don’t forget about me, Milani! When it’s

get married, I’d be

car and house

hearing that, Emmanuel instantly exploded

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying your sister

may as well support

Emmanuel had only

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

decided to

better remember what you just

leave you to

banquet and honeymoon. Don’t tell me

can’t afford that…”

a pig

as the rage and ferocity

to experience on

back.

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what the Zimmermans

there was no doubt they were

yourself! You’re just

rather marry a boar

snapped back.

I have no problem

should I

happy

out with me!

exasperated

stormed off, leaving

choice but

had only just stepped out

residence when three

in front

quickly popped

and almost dropped their

saw the car lineup.

Those cars are worth tens of

Since when were the Lowes

on the other

the cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see

café?

Terence stepped out

his convoy

as he approached Emmanuel and

return the favor, Mr. Lowe, after

me outside the

say,

couldn’t hide her excitement

brother’s arm tightly.

this like those rags-to-riches

more Emmanuel thought about it, the more

Who knew this old geezer

Could he have

café?

waved his hand, and

had unloaded several

precious

famous paintings, antiques,

a Porsche key.

of the items had

million.

who earned a mere

million was an eye-watering amount

Emmanuel could only dream

scene, the

almost collapsed in shock.

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