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

by the end

how things were going,

she had to step

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

right. There’s nothing wrong

and house. However, asking

his family after the

about his wife, then? Why can’t

be sending her own money

her parents?

Milani’s younger

cocky grin plastered

Don’t forget about

married, I’d be counting on you guys to

car and

that, Emmanuel instantly

rage.

Am I marrying

as well support

though Emmanuel had only meant

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Riches

to hold

what you

you to plan and pay

and honeymoon. Don’t

can’t afford that…”

rather marry a

retorted as the rage

experience on the battlefield came

back.

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didn’t know what the Zimmermans

no doubt they

yourself! You’re just an

marry a

snapped back.

qualities, I have

so why should I

I’m only too happy that he wants

out with me!

an exasperated laugh,

off, leaving

but

only

three

in front of

popped out to see

and almost dropped their

saw the car lineup.

d*mn! Those cars are worth tens of

on? Since when were

the other contrary, seemed to

Didn’t I see that car

café?

Terence stepped out

his convoy of suited

smiled as he approached Emmanuel

to return the favor, Mr. Lowe, after

outside the

to say,

couldn’t hide her

brother’s arm tightly.

this like those

Emmanuel thought about it, the

Wow… Who knew this

Could he have intentionally fallen at

café?

waved his hand, and within seconds,

unloaded several boxes of

were there precious stones and

also famous

a Porsche key.

items had

million.

a mere eighty

ten million was an eye-watering amount

that Emmanuel could only

the scene, the

almost collapsed in shock.

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