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…

by the

things were

step in to persuade her

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

right. There’s nothing wrong

car, and house. However, asking

the sole supporter of his

much! What about his

sending her

her parents?

Milani’s younger brother, Jacob

a cocky grin plastered

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

married, I’d be counting on you

my car and house

hearing that, Emmanuel

rage.

marrying your sister

may as well support

had only

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

decided to hold him to

remember what you just said!

leave you to

banquet and honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

lost! I’d rather marry a pig than a woman

as the rage and

to experience on

back.

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what the Zimmermans were playing

there was no doubt

at yourself! You’re just

marry a

snapped back.

qualities, I have no problem marrying a

so why should I settle for a pauper

happy that he wants

out with me!

giving an exasperated laugh, Emmanuel

stormed off, leaving Alessandra and

choice but to follow

only just stepped out of

residence when three luxury

front of

Zimmermans quickly popped out

almost dropped

saw the car lineup.

d*mn! Those cars are worth tens

on? Since when were the

the other contrary, seemed to

Didn’t

café?

Terence stepped

by his convoy

smiled as he approached

here to return the favor, Mr. Lowe,

outside the

to say, everyone was

her excitement and gripped

brother’s arm tightly.

Isn’t this like those

about it, the

knew this old geezer was

Could he have

café?

hand, and

had unloaded several boxes of

were there precious stones and jewelry,

famous paintings, antiques,

a Porsche key.

of the items had to be at

million.

a mere eighty

was an eye-watering

Emmanuel could

the scene, the

almost collapsed in shock.

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