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 end of

how things were going, even

step in to persuade

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

right. There’s nothing

and house. However, asking

of his family after the wedding

What about his wife, then? Why can’t

be sending her own money back

her parents?

then, Milani’s younger

cocky grin

forget about me, Milani! When it’s

get married, I’d be counting

car and house

Emmanuel instantly exploded

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying your sister or your

I may as well support

Emmanuel had only

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

Milani decided to

better remember what you

to plan and

and honeymoon. Don’t

can’t afford that…”

I’d rather marry a pig

Emmanuel retorted as the rage and

on the battlefield

back.

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the

no doubt they

You’re just an uncultured

I’d rather marry a

snapped back.

my qualities, I have

should I settle

only too happy that he

out with me!

an exasperated

leaving

choice but to follow

had only just stepped

three

front of

Zimmermans quickly popped out to see

and almost dropped their jaws when

saw the car lineup.

cars are worth tens

on? Since when were the Lowes

on the other

the cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see

café?

stepped out of

his convoy of suited

as he

to return the favor, Mr. Lowe, after

outside

to say, everyone was

her excitement

brother’s arm tightly.

this like those rags-to-riches

more Emmanuel thought about it, the

knew this old geezer

he have intentionally fallen

café?

his hand, and within

unloaded several

precious stones

were also famous paintings, antiques,

a Porsche key.

of the items had to be

million.

a mere

million was

that Emmanuel could only

witnessing the scene, the

almost collapsed in shock.

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