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

by the end of the

how things were

had to step in to

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

right. There’s nothing wrong with

car, and house. However, asking him

supporter of his family after the wedding

about his wife, then? Why

she be sending

her parents?

then, Milani’s younger brother,

appeared with a cocky grin plastered on

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

I’d be counting on you guys

car and house

Emmanuel instantly

rage.

the f*ck! Am I marrying your sister

may as well support all

had only meant

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

remark, Milani decided to hold him to his

remember what

leave you to plan and pay

banquet and honeymoon. Don’t

can’t afford that…”

I’d rather marry a pig than a woman

retorted as the

to experience on the battlefield came

back.

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what the Zimmermans were

there was no

at yourself! You’re just an uncultured

a

snapped back.

have

so why should I settle

I’m only too happy

out with me!

an exasperated laugh, Emmanuel stood

stormed off, leaving Alessandra

choice but

only just stepped out of

when three luxury

in front of

popped out

almost dropped their jaws

saw the car lineup.

cars are

were the

on the other contrary, seemed

cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see that car

café?

second, Terence stepped out of the

his convoy of suited

he approached

return the

me outside

say,

hide her excitement and

brother’s arm tightly.

this like those rags-to-riches

about it,

Wow… Who knew this old geezer was

have

café?

his hand, and within seconds,

several boxes

only were there precious

were also famous paintings, antiques, and

a Porsche key.

the items had to

million.

earned a

was an eye-watering

that Emmanuel could only

witnessing the scene, the Zimmerman

almost collapsed in shock.

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