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…

by the end of

things were

she had to step in to persuade

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

nothing wrong with

house. However, asking

the sole supporter of his

his wife, then? Why can’t

Will she be sending her own money back

her parents?

younger brother,

appeared with a cocky grin plastered

Don’t forget about me,

get married, I’d be counting

my car and house

that, Emmanuel instantly exploded

rage.

marrying your sister

as well

had only meant that as

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

to

what you just

I’ll leave you to

honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

a pig

retorted as the rage and ferocity

experience on the battlefield

back.

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the Zimmermans

was no doubt they

You’re just an

marry a boar

snapped back.

qualities, I have no problem marrying

I settle for

happy that he wants to

out with me!

giving an exasperated

off, leaving Alessandra

but to follow

they had only just stepped

three luxury

front of

quickly popped out

dropped their jaws

saw the car lineup.

Those cars are worth tens

were the Lowes

other contrary, seemed

Didn’t I see that car outside

café?

Terence stepped out of

his convoy of suited

he approached Emmanuel

the favor, Mr.

me outside

to say, everyone was

her excitement and

brother’s arm tightly.

like those rags-to-riches

Emmanuel thought about it,

Who knew this old

he have intentionally

café?

hand, and within

unloaded several boxes

were there precious

famous paintings, antiques, and

a Porsche key.

of the items had

million.

someone who earned a mere eighty

was an eye-watering amount

Emmanuel could only

scene, the Zimmerman

almost collapsed in shock.

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