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.

any longer… I must fulfill my

by the end

how things were going,

to step in to

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

right. There’s nothing

house. However,

of his family

his wife,

in? Will she be sending her own money

her parents?

then, Milani’s younger brother,

cocky

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

get married, I’d be counting on

car and house

that, Emmanuel

rage.

I marrying

may as well support all

only meant that as

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

to

what you just said!

leave you to plan

honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

a pig than

retorted as the

experience on the battlefield came

back.

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know what the Zimmermans were playing

was no doubt they

just an

I’d rather marry a boar than

snapped back.

qualities, I have no

why should I

I’m only too happy

out with me!

exasperated laugh,

stormed off, leaving Alessandra

but

had only just stepped out of

residence when three

in front

popped out to see

and almost dropped their

saw the car lineup.

Those cars are

were the

on the other contrary,

Didn’t I see that car outside

café?

stepped

convoy of

he approached Emmanuel and

return the favor,

me outside the

to say, everyone

hide her excitement and gripped

brother’s arm tightly.

like

thought about it,

knew this old geezer was

have intentionally

café?

hand,

unloaded several

precious stones and

also famous paintings, antiques,

a Porsche key.

of the items had to be at least

million.

earned a mere

ten million was

could only

the scene, the

almost collapsed in shock.

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