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 must fulfill

the end of

seen how things

had to step in to persuade her

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

nothing wrong with

house. However, asking

of his family after the wedding

about his wife, then? Why

she be sending her

her parents?

younger brother, Jacob

with a cocky grin

forget about me, Milani!

to get married, I’d be counting on

my car

Emmanuel instantly

rage.

marrying your sister

I may as well

Emmanuel had only

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

decided to hold him to

better remember what you just

you to plan

and honeymoon. Don’t tell me

can’t afford that…”

rather marry a pig

the

experience on the battlefield came

back.

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know what the Zimmermans

was no doubt they were

You’re just

a boar than

snapped back.

I have no problem marrying a

I settle for a

only too happy that he wants to

out with me!

an exasperated

stormed off, leaving

but to

only just stepped

residence when three

in front

popped out

dropped

saw the car lineup.

d*mn! Those cars are

when were the

the other

Hmm… Didn’t I

café?

Terence stepped out of

his convoy

as he approached

the favor, Mr. Lowe, after

outside the

say, everyone was

her excitement

brother’s arm tightly.

like

thought about it,

knew this old geezer

Could he have intentionally

café?

his hand, and within seconds,

several

there precious stones and jewelry,

also famous

a Porsche key.

of the items had

million.

a mere eighty

was an eye-watering amount

could

scene,

almost collapsed in shock.

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