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

by the

how things

to step in to

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

right. There’s nothing wrong

car, and house.

sole supporter of his family

What about his

in? Will she be sending

her parents?

younger brother,

with a cocky grin

Don’t forget about me, Milani! When

married, I’d be

car

that, Emmanuel

rage.

I marrying your sister or your

well

Emmanuel had only meant

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

Milani decided to

what

you to

and honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

I’d rather marry a

as the rage and

experience on

back.

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the

was no

yourself! You’re just an uncultured

marry a boar than you!”

snapped back.

I have

so why should I settle for a

only too happy that he wants to

out with me!

exasperated

off, leaving Alessandra and

but to

had only just

residence when three luxury cars

in front of

quickly popped out to see

and almost dropped

saw the car lineup.

are worth tens

were

the other

cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see

café?

next second, Terence stepped out

his convoy of

smiled as he approached Emmanuel

the

me outside the

to say, everyone was

hide her excitement and

brother’s arm tightly.

this like those

Emmanuel thought about it, the

this old

Could he have

café?

his hand, and within seconds,

had unloaded several boxes of

precious stones

famous paintings, antiques, and

a Porsche key.

of the items

million.

someone who earned a mere eighty

ten million was an

could only

scene, the

almost collapsed in shock.

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