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 fulfill

the end of the

seen how things were going,

to step in

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

right. There’s nothing

gift, car, and house. However,

supporter of his family after the

What about his wife, then?

be sending her own money

her parents?

Milani’s younger

cocky

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

to get married, I’d be counting

car and

Emmanuel instantly

rage.

Am I marrying your sister

as well support

though Emmanuel had only

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Riches

to hold

what

you to plan and pay for

honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

a pig than

retorted as the rage

to experience on the

back.

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the Zimmermans were

was no

just an uncultured

I’d rather marry a

snapped back.

have no problem marrying a

why should I settle for a pauper

too happy that he wants

out with me!

an exasperated laugh, Emmanuel stood

stormed off, leaving

but to

their surprise, they had only just stepped

residence when three luxury

in front

quickly popped out to

dropped their jaws

saw the car lineup.

cars are

Since when were the Lowes that

the other contrary, seemed to

Hmm… Didn’t I see that

café?

second, Terence stepped out of

his convoy

smiled as he approached

“I’m here to return the

outside the

to say, everyone was

her excitement and

brother’s arm tightly.

Isn’t this like those rags-to-riches

Emmanuel thought about it,

knew this old geezer was

have

café?

waved his hand,

several boxes of

there precious stones and

famous paintings,

a Porsche key.

value of the items had to be at

million.

earned a mere eighty

was an

could

witnessing the scene,

almost collapsed in shock.

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