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 must fulfill

the end of the

how things

had to step in to

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

right. There’s nothing wrong with giving

and house. However,

supporter of his

What about his wife,

sending her

her parents?

younger

a cocky grin plastered on

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

married, I’d be

car

hearing that, Emmanuel instantly

rage.

marrying your sister

may as well support all of

though Emmanuel had only meant that

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

Milani decided to hold him to

what you

you to plan and

and honeymoon. Don’t

can’t afford that…”

marry a pig than a woman

Emmanuel retorted as the rage

experience on the battlefield came

back.

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know what the Zimmermans were playing

there was no

yourself! You’re just an uncultured brute

rather marry a

snapped back.

have no

should I settle for a

only too happy that he wants to

out with me!

an exasperated laugh,

off, leaving

but to

only just stepped

residence when three luxury cars

front of

popped out

dropped their jaws

saw the car lineup.

d*mn! Those cars are

on? Since when were the Lowes

the other contrary, seemed

of the cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see

café?

second, Terence stepped out

by his convoy of

as he

return the favor, Mr. Lowe, after

outside the

to say,

hide her excitement

brother’s arm tightly.

like those rags-to-riches

more Emmanuel thought about it, the

this old

he have intentionally fallen at

café?

his hand, and within

unloaded several boxes of

there precious stones and

also famous paintings, antiques,

a Porsche key.

the items

million.

a mere eighty

was an

that Emmanuel could only dream

witnessing the scene,

almost collapsed in shock.

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