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.

can’t wait any longer… I

the end

things were going, even

step in to

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

nothing wrong

and house. However, asking him

supporter of his family

What about his wife, then? Why

she be sending

her parents?

Milani’s younger brother,

with a cocky

“Haha! Don’t forget about me,

be counting

car and

Emmanuel instantly

rage.

the f*ck! Am I marrying your

I may as well support

though Emmanuel had only meant

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

remark, Milani decided to hold

what you just

leave you to plan

banquet and honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

a

retorted as the rage and

to experience on the

back.

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didn’t know what the Zimmermans

was no doubt

You’re just an uncultured brute

rather marry a

snapped back.

have no problem

why should I settle for a

only too happy that he wants to

out with me!

giving an exasperated

stormed off, leaving Alessandra

but

only just stepped out of

when three luxury

front of

popped out

and almost dropped their

saw the car lineup.

Those cars are worth tens

when were the

the other

cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see

café?

stepped out

convoy of suited

as he approached Emmanuel

the favor, Mr.

outside

say,

couldn’t hide her

brother’s arm tightly.

this like those rags-to-riches

Emmanuel thought about it, the

Wow… Who knew this old

he have intentionally

café?

hand, and within

several boxes of

there precious stones and

famous paintings,

a Porsche key.

of the items had to be at least

million.

earned a mere eighty thousand

was an eye-watering

Emmanuel could only

witnessing the scene,

almost collapsed in shock.

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