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

by the

things were going, even

to step in to

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

right. There’s nothing wrong

and house. However, asking

his family after

about his wife, then? Why

be sending her own money back

her parents?

younger brother,

appeared with a cocky

Don’t forget about me,

get married, I’d be counting on you

car and

that, Emmanuel

rage.

marrying your sister

well support all of

only meant that as

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

to hold him

You’d better remember what you just said!

you to plan and pay for

and honeymoon. Don’t

can’t afford that…”

rather marry a pig than a

retorted as the

to experience on the

back.

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what the

was no doubt

at yourself! You’re just

rather marry a

snapped back.

have no problem marrying

why should I

I’m only too happy that he wants to

out with me!

an exasperated laugh, Emmanuel stood

off, leaving Alessandra and

choice but to follow

had only just

three

front of

quickly popped out to

almost dropped

saw the car lineup.

d*mn! Those cars are worth tens

were the Lowes that

other contrary, seemed to

Didn’t I see

café?

stepped out

by his convoy of suited

as he approached

here to return the favor, Mr. Lowe,

outside

say, everyone was

her excitement and

brother’s arm tightly.

this like

Emmanuel thought about it,

this old geezer

have intentionally fallen

café?

his hand, and

several boxes

precious stones and jewelry,

famous paintings, antiques, and

a Porsche key.

total value of the items had to be at least

million.

who earned a

million was

Emmanuel could

the scene, the

almost collapsed in shock.

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