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

wish by the

how things

she had to step in to persuade

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

right. There’s nothing wrong

car, and house. However, asking him

the sole supporter of his

What about his wife,

sending her own money

her parents?

then, Milani’s younger brother,

a cocky grin

forget about me, Milani! When

I’d be counting on you guys to

car and

hearing that, Emmanuel instantly exploded

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying your sister or your

well support all of

though Emmanuel had only meant that as

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

to hold him to

what you

to plan

banquet and honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

rather marry a pig than a woman

Emmanuel retorted as the rage

experience on the

back.

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didn’t know what the Zimmermans were

there was no doubt they were

just an uncultured brute

I’d rather marry a

snapped back.

qualities, I have no problem marrying a

why should I settle

too happy that

out with me!

exasperated

leaving

choice but to

surprise, they had only just stepped out

when three

in front

quickly popped

and almost dropped

saw the car lineup.

d*mn! Those cars are worth

were

the other

cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see

café?

stepped out of

convoy of

smiled as he approached

return the favor, Mr.

me outside the

say, everyone was

her excitement and gripped

brother’s arm tightly.

like those rags-to-riches

thought about it,

knew this old geezer

have

café?

waved his hand, and

several

were there precious stones

also famous paintings,

a Porsche key.

of the items had

million.

who earned a mere eighty

ten million was an eye-watering amount

could

scene,

almost collapsed in shock.

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