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…

wish by the end of the

how things were

had to step in

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

right. There’s nothing

house.

his family

his wife, then? Why

she be sending her own money back

her parents?

Milani’s younger

cocky grin plastered on

Don’t forget about me, Milani! When

get married, I’d be counting on you guys to

my car and house

Emmanuel

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying your sister

I may as well support all of

though Emmanuel had only

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

to hold him

remember what you just said!

case, I’ll leave you to

and honeymoon. Don’t

can’t afford that…”

a pig

as the

to experience on the battlefield

back.

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know what the Zimmermans

no doubt they were

just

I’d rather marry a boar than

snapped back.

my qualities, I have no problem marrying

why should I settle

I’m only too happy

out with me!

exasperated laugh, Emmanuel stood

off, leaving Alessandra

choice but to follow

only just stepped out of

when three luxury

front

popped out to

and almost dropped their

saw the car lineup.

Those cars are worth tens of millions!

were

other contrary, seemed to

Didn’t I see that car

café?

next second, Terence stepped out

convoy of

as he approached Emmanuel and

return the

outside the

to say,

hide her excitement and

brother’s arm tightly.

like

more Emmanuel thought about it, the

Who knew this

Could he have intentionally fallen at

café?

his hand, and within seconds,

had unloaded several

there precious

were also famous

a Porsche key.

of the items

million.

earned a mere

million was

Emmanuel could

the scene,

almost collapsed in shock.

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