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 must fulfill my

the end of

how things were

she had to step in to persuade

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

There’s nothing wrong with giving

house. However, asking him

his family after the

about his wife, then? Why can’t

Will she be sending her own money back

her parents?

younger

with a cocky grin

forget about me, Milani!

married, I’d be

my car

Emmanuel instantly exploded

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying your sister or your

well

only meant

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

Milani decided to hold

remember what you just said!

I’ll leave you to plan and pay for

and honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

I’d rather marry a pig than a woman

Emmanuel retorted as the rage

to experience on the

back.

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know what the

there was no doubt

at yourself! You’re just an uncultured brute

a boar than you!”

snapped back.

qualities, I have no problem marrying

I

I’m only too happy that he

out with me!

exasperated laugh, Emmanuel

stormed off, leaving

choice but to

their surprise, they had only just stepped

when three luxury

front of

quickly popped out

dropped their jaws

saw the car lineup.

Those cars are

when were the Lowes that

other

cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see that car outside

café?

Terence stepped

his convoy of suited

as he approached

here to return the

outside the

say,

her excitement and

brother’s arm tightly.

like those rags-to-riches

about it, the

Who knew this old

he have intentionally fallen at

café?

hand, and within

unloaded several boxes

were there precious stones and jewelry,

famous

a Porsche key.

value of the items had to be at least

million.

earned a mere eighty

was an

Emmanuel could only dream

scene, the Zimmerman

almost collapsed in shock.

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