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…

wish by the end of

how things were going,

had to step in to persuade

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

nothing wrong with

car, and house. However, asking

his family after

his

she be sending

her parents?

then, Milani’s younger brother,

cocky grin plastered on

forget about me, Milani! When it’s

get married, I’d be counting on you

my car and

Emmanuel instantly

rage.

the f*ck! Am I marrying your sister

as well support all

though Emmanuel had only meant that as

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

remark, Milani decided to

better remember what you

you to

banquet and honeymoon. Don’t tell me

can’t afford that…”

rather marry a pig than a

retorted as the rage

on the

back.

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the Zimmermans were playing

there was no doubt

just

a boar than

snapped back.

have no problem marrying

why should I settle for a pauper

I’m only too happy that he wants to

out with me!

giving an exasperated

stormed off, leaving

but

only just

when three luxury cars

front

quickly popped out to see

dropped their

saw the car lineup.

cars are worth tens

Since when were the Lowes

the other contrary,

cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see that car

café?

stepped

his convoy of

smiled as he approached Emmanuel and

return the favor, Mr.

me outside

to say, everyone

her excitement and

brother’s arm tightly.

like those

Emmanuel thought about it,

Wow… Who knew this old geezer was

he have intentionally

café?

waved his hand,

several boxes of

there precious stones and

famous paintings, antiques, and

a Porsche key.

of the items had

million.

who earned a mere eighty thousand

million was

that Emmanuel could only

the scene,

almost collapsed in shock.

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