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 must

the end of the

how things were going, even

she had to step in to persuade

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

There’s nothing wrong with giving

and house. However, asking him

sole supporter of his

What about his

be sending her own money

her parents?

younger brother,

a cocky grin plastered

forget about me, Milani! When

married, I’d be

my car

hearing that, Emmanuel instantly

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying your sister or

well support

though Emmanuel had only meant that as

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

decided to hold him

what you just said!

case, I’ll leave you to

and honeymoon. Don’t tell me

can’t afford that…”

I’d rather marry a pig than

as the rage

on the battlefield came

back.

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didn’t know what the

was no doubt

at yourself! You’re just

a boar

snapped back.

have no problem marrying a

should I

I’m only too happy

out with me!

an exasperated laugh, Emmanuel

leaving Alessandra and

choice but to follow

they had only just stepped out

three

in front of

quickly popped out to see

almost dropped their jaws when

saw the car lineup.

cars are

were the Lowes that

the other contrary,

Hmm… Didn’t I see that car

café?

next second, Terence stepped out

his convoy of suited

as he approached Emmanuel and

to return the favor,

me outside

say, everyone was

couldn’t hide her excitement and gripped

brother’s arm tightly.

this like

about it, the more

Who knew this old geezer

Could he have intentionally

café?

hand, and within seconds,

had unloaded several boxes

precious stones and jewelry,

were also famous

a Porsche key.

the items had to be at

million.

a

million was an eye-watering amount

Emmanuel could only dream

scene,

almost collapsed in shock.

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