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

seen how things

step in to

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

nothing wrong with giving

and house.

of his

What about his

sending

her parents?

Milani’s younger brother, Jacob

a cocky grin plastered on

Don’t forget about me, Milani! When it’s

get married, I’d be counting on

car

hearing that, Emmanuel instantly exploded

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying your

well support all of

only

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

to hold him to

remember what you

case, I’ll leave you to plan

banquet and honeymoon.

can’t afford that…”

rather marry a pig than a woman

Emmanuel retorted as the rage and

on the battlefield came

back.

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the Zimmermans were

no doubt they

You’re just

a boar

snapped back.

I have no problem marrying

why should I

I’m only too happy that

out with me!

exasperated

off, leaving Alessandra

choice but to

they had only just stepped out

when three luxury

in front of

popped out

almost dropped their jaws

saw the car lineup.

d*mn! Those cars are worth tens of millions!

on? Since when were

the other contrary, seemed

cars. Hmm… Didn’t I

café?

next second, Terence stepped out of the

his convoy of suited

as he approached

return the favor, Mr. Lowe, after

me outside

to say,

hide her

brother’s arm tightly.

Isn’t this like those

more Emmanuel thought about it, the

knew this old geezer

he have intentionally fallen

café?

his hand,

several boxes of

were there precious stones and

famous paintings,

a Porsche key.

items had to be at least

million.

who earned a mere

million was an eye-watering amount

could

the scene, the Zimmerman

almost collapsed in shock.

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