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.

can’t wait any longer… I must fulfill my

by the end of the

seen how things were going,

had to step in

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

nothing

house. However, asking him

the sole supporter of his family after

about his wife,

sending her own money

her parents?

then, Milani’s younger brother,

cocky grin plastered

about me,

to get married, I’d be counting on you

my car and

hearing that, Emmanuel

rage.

I marrying your sister or

I may as well support all

had only meant

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

Milani decided to hold him

You’d better remember what

case, I’ll leave you to plan and pay for

honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

rather marry a pig than

Emmanuel retorted as the rage

experience on the

back.

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know what the Zimmermans were playing

there was no doubt

just an uncultured

I’d rather marry a boar

snapped back.

my qualities, I have no problem marrying a

so why should I settle

too happy that he wants

out with me!

exasperated

stormed off, leaving

but to

they had only

when three luxury cars

front

Zimmermans quickly popped

and almost dropped their jaws

saw the car lineup.

d*mn! Those cars are worth

Since when were the

other contrary, seemed

cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see that car outside

café?

next second, Terence stepped

convoy of

smiled as he approached Emmanuel and

here to return the favor, Mr. Lowe,

me outside

say, everyone was

her excitement and gripped

brother’s arm tightly.

Isn’t this like those rags-to-riches

about it, the more

knew this old geezer

Could he have intentionally fallen at

café?

hand, and within

unloaded several

precious

also famous

a Porsche key.

of the items had to be at least

million.

a

million was an

Emmanuel could only

the scene, the Zimmerman

almost collapsed in shock.

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