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

wish by the end of

seen how things were

step in to

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

There’s nothing wrong with giving

and house.

the sole supporter of his family

about his

be sending her own money back

her parents?

younger brother,

with a cocky

forget about me, Milani!

married, I’d be counting on

car and house

Emmanuel

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying your

as well support all of

though Emmanuel had only

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

decided to hold him to his

You’d better remember what

case, I’ll leave you to

honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

I’d rather marry a

Emmanuel retorted as the

to experience on

back.

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know what the Zimmermans were playing

there was no doubt they were

just an

marry a boar

snapped back.

have no problem marrying a

should I settle for a pauper

only too happy that he wants to

out with me!

an exasperated laugh, Emmanuel

off, leaving

choice but

they had only

three luxury cars

in front

quickly popped out to

dropped their jaws when

saw the car lineup.

cars are worth

when were

on the other contrary,

Hmm… Didn’t I see that car outside

café?

Terence stepped out

convoy

smiled as he approached

return the favor, Mr. Lowe,

outside the

to say, everyone

her excitement and

brother’s arm tightly.

this like those rags-to-riches

thought about it, the

Wow… Who knew this old

he have intentionally

café?

his hand, and

several boxes

there precious stones

also famous paintings,

a Porsche key.

the items had to be at least

million.

someone who earned a mere eighty thousand

ten million was

could only dream

the scene, the

almost collapsed in shock.

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