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

the end of the

how things were going, even

had to step

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

right. There’s nothing

house. However, asking

supporter of his family after the wedding

much! What about his wife, then?

be sending her own money

her parents?

then, Milani’s younger brother, Jacob

cocky grin plastered

Don’t forget about me, Milani! When it’s

I’d be counting on you

my car and

hearing that, Emmanuel

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying your sister or your

as well support

though Emmanuel had only meant

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

to hold him

remember what you just said!

leave you to plan

and honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

rather marry a pig

retorted as the rage and ferocity

on the

back.

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know what the

no doubt

You’re just an uncultured

marry a boar

snapped back.

I have

so why should I settle for a pauper

only too happy that

out with me!

giving an exasperated laugh,

leaving Alessandra and

but to

only

when three

in front

quickly popped out to see

and almost dropped

saw the car lineup.

are worth tens

were

other

cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see that

café?

Terence stepped out

convoy of suited

as he approached Emmanuel and

“I’m here to return the favor, Mr.

me outside

to say, everyone was

couldn’t hide her

brother’s arm tightly.

this like those

more Emmanuel thought about it,

this old geezer

Could he have intentionally

café?

hand,

several boxes

only were there precious stones and

also famous

a Porsche key.

value of the items had to be at

million.

a mere eighty

ten million was an

that Emmanuel could only dream

scene,

almost collapsed in shock.

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