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

by the end of

things were

had to step in to persuade

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

There’s nothing wrong with giving

and house.

sole supporter of his

his wife, then?

she be sending

her parents?

younger brother, Jacob

with a cocky grin plastered

forget about

I’d be counting on

my car and

that, Emmanuel

rage.

Am I marrying your sister or your

as well

though Emmanuel had only

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

to hold him to

better remember what you

case, I’ll leave you to plan and

banquet and honeymoon. Don’t tell me

can’t afford that…”

rather marry a pig than a

retorted as the rage and

to experience on the battlefield came

back.

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didn’t know what the Zimmermans were

there was no

You’re just

marry a

snapped back.

my qualities, I have no problem marrying

I settle for a pauper

too happy that he wants to

out with me!

giving an exasperated laugh,

off, leaving Alessandra and Roselynn

but to

only

three luxury cars

front of

popped out

dropped

saw the car lineup.

Those cars are worth tens of

Since when were the Lowes that

on the other contrary,

Didn’t I see that car outside

café?

Terence stepped

convoy of suited

as he approached

return the favor,

outside

to say, everyone was

hide her excitement

brother’s arm tightly.

like

more Emmanuel thought about it, the

knew this old

have intentionally

café?

hand, and within seconds,

unloaded several boxes of

were there precious stones and jewelry,

were also famous paintings,

a Porsche key.

items had to

million.

a

ten million was an eye-watering amount

Emmanuel could only dream

scene,

almost collapsed in shock.

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