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

how things were going, even

she had to step in

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

There’s nothing wrong

gift, car, and house.

of his family after the

What about his wife, then? Why can’t

sending her own money

her parents?

younger

a cocky grin plastered

forget about

get married, I’d be counting on you guys

car

hearing that, Emmanuel instantly

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying your sister or

may as well

though Emmanuel had only meant that as

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remark, Milani decided to

You’d better remember what you just said!

to plan

honeymoon. Don’t tell me

can’t afford that…”

rather marry a pig than a

Emmanuel retorted as the rage and ferocity

experience on the

back.

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didn’t know what the Zimmermans

no

You’re just an

marry a boar than

snapped back.

my qualities, I have no problem marrying

so why should I settle

only too happy that he

out with me!

exasperated laugh, Emmanuel stood

off, leaving Alessandra and

choice but

surprise, they had only

when three luxury

in front

quickly popped

dropped their jaws

saw the car lineup.

cars are worth tens of

when were the

other contrary, seemed

cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see that car

café?

second, Terence stepped

by his convoy

he

to return the favor, Mr. Lowe, after

outside the

to say, everyone was

couldn’t hide her

brother’s arm tightly.

Isn’t this like those rags-to-riches

Emmanuel thought about it, the

this

Could he have intentionally fallen

café?

his hand, and within

several boxes

precious

famous paintings,

a Porsche key.

of the items had to be at

million.

a mere eighty

was an eye-watering amount

Emmanuel could only dream

the scene,

almost collapsed in shock.

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