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.

longer… I must fulfill my

the end of

how things

had to step in to

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

There’s nothing wrong with

house. However, asking him

the sole supporter of his

much! What about his wife,

she be sending her own money

her parents?

younger

with a cocky grin plastered on

“Haha! Don’t forget about me, Milani!

to get married, I’d be counting on you guys

my car and

hearing that, Emmanuel instantly exploded

rage.

I marrying your

as well support all

only meant that

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

to hold him to

remember what

leave you to plan and pay for

banquet and honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

a pig

as the rage and

to experience on the

back.

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the Zimmermans

was no doubt they were

yourself! You’re just an uncultured

rather marry a boar than

snapped back.

have no problem

I settle

only too happy that

out with me!

giving an exasperated

stormed off, leaving

choice but

their surprise, they had only just stepped out

residence when three luxury cars

in front of

Zimmermans quickly popped out to see

and almost dropped their jaws when

saw the car lineup.

Those cars are

Since when were the Lowes that

the other contrary, seemed

Didn’t I

café?

stepped

his convoy

he approached Emmanuel and

the favor, Mr. Lowe, after

outside the

say, everyone

hide her

brother’s arm tightly.

this like

Emmanuel thought about it,

knew this

Could he have intentionally

café?

hand, and

unloaded several boxes

only were there precious

were also famous paintings, antiques,

a Porsche key.

the items

million.

who earned a mere eighty

was

that Emmanuel could

the scene, the

almost collapsed in shock.

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