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.

longer…

by the end of

how things were going, even

to step in to persuade her

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

nothing wrong

house.

sole supporter of his

about his

in? Will she be sending her own money back

her parents?

then, Milani’s younger brother, Jacob

with a cocky grin

Don’t forget about me, Milani! When

married, I’d be counting on you

car and house

hearing that, Emmanuel instantly exploded

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying your sister or your

may as well support all of

only meant

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

remark, Milani decided to hold him to his

better remember what you just said!

you to plan and

banquet and honeymoon.

can’t afford that…”

rather marry a pig than a woman

the rage and ferocity

to experience on the battlefield

back.

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the Zimmermans

there was no doubt

You’re just an uncultured

rather marry a

snapped back.

have no problem marrying

I settle for a pauper

too happy that he

out with me!

giving an exasperated laugh, Emmanuel stood

off, leaving Alessandra and

choice but to follow

surprise, they had only just stepped out

three luxury

in front of

popped out to see

almost dropped their jaws

saw the car lineup.

d*mn! Those cars are worth tens of

were the

the other contrary, seemed to

cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see

café?

next second, Terence stepped out

convoy

he approached Emmanuel and

here to return the favor, Mr. Lowe,

me outside the

say, everyone

couldn’t hide her excitement and

brother’s arm tightly.

this like those

thought about it, the more

knew this old geezer

he have intentionally fallen at

café?

his hand, and within seconds,

several boxes of

were there precious

were also famous paintings, antiques,

a Porsche key.

total value of the items had to be at least

million.

earned a mere eighty thousand

million was an eye-watering

could only dream

scene, the

almost collapsed in shock.

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