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

things were

step

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

right. There’s nothing wrong with

car, and house. However, asking

sole supporter of his family after the

about his

in? Will she be sending her own money back

her parents?

Milani’s younger

a cocky grin plastered

“Haha! Don’t forget about

to get married, I’d be counting on

car and house

hearing that, Emmanuel instantly exploded

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying your sister or

as well support all

Emmanuel had only

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

Milani decided to hold him to his

You’d better remember what you just said!

leave you to

honeymoon. Don’t

can’t afford that…”

I’d rather marry a pig than

retorted as the rage and ferocity

on the

back.

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know what the Zimmermans were playing

was no doubt

You’re just an uncultured brute

I’d rather marry a boar

snapped back.

my qualities, I have no

why should I

only too happy that he wants to

out with me!

giving an exasperated laugh,

leaving Alessandra

but to follow

their surprise, they had only

three luxury cars

front of

quickly popped out to see

almost dropped their

saw the car lineup.

are worth tens of millions!

when were the Lowes

the other contrary, seemed to

Hmm… Didn’t I see that car

café?

stepped

convoy of suited

he approached Emmanuel and

return the favor, Mr. Lowe, after

me outside the

to say, everyone

her

brother’s arm tightly.

like

thought about it, the more

this old geezer

he have intentionally

café?

waved his hand,

unloaded several boxes

were there precious stones

also famous paintings, antiques,

a Porsche key.

total value of the items had

million.

who earned a mere

ten million was an

that Emmanuel could

witnessing the scene,

almost collapsed in shock.

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