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.

any longer… I must

the end of the

seen how things were going,

step in to persuade

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

nothing wrong

house.

supporter of his family after

much! What about his

in? Will she be sending her own money back

her parents?

younger brother, Jacob

appeared with a cocky grin plastered on

about me,

married, I’d be counting on

my car

hearing that, Emmanuel instantly

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying your sister

I may as well support all of

though Emmanuel had only meant

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

Milani decided to hold him

remember what

you to plan and pay

banquet and honeymoon.

can’t afford that…”

I’d rather marry a pig than a

as the

to experience on

back.

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the Zimmermans were

was no doubt

just an

rather marry a

snapped back.

I have no problem marrying a

should I settle for a pauper

I’m only too happy

out with me!

an exasperated laugh, Emmanuel stood

leaving

but to

they had only just

three luxury

in front

quickly popped

and almost dropped their

saw the car lineup.

are

were

other contrary,

of the cars. Hmm… Didn’t I

café?

stepped

convoy

as he approached

to return the favor, Mr. Lowe, after

me outside

to say, everyone

hide her

brother’s arm tightly.

this like those

Emmanuel thought about it, the

this old geezer was

he have intentionally fallen at

café?

his hand,

had unloaded several

there precious stones and

famous

a Porsche key.

total value of the items had to be at least

million.

who earned a mere eighty thousand

ten million was

could only dream

scene,

almost collapsed in shock.

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