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

the

things were going,

step in to persuade her

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

nothing

and house. However, asking him

the sole supporter of his family after the

his wife,

Will she be sending her own

her parents?

Milani’s younger brother,

a cocky grin plastered on

“Haha! Don’t forget about me,

I’d be counting

car

that, Emmanuel instantly

rage.

the f*ck! Am I marrying your sister or

may as well

had only meant that

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

to hold him to his

what

to plan

and honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

rather marry a pig than a woman

as the rage and

to experience on the battlefield

back.

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know what the Zimmermans

no doubt they

at yourself! You’re just

rather marry a boar than

snapped back.

qualities, I have no problem

I settle for a pauper

only too happy that

out with me!

an exasperated laugh,

stormed off, leaving Alessandra and

choice but

had only

when three

front of

quickly popped out to see

and almost dropped their jaws when

saw the car lineup.

Those cars are worth tens of millions!

Since when were

on the other contrary, seemed

Didn’t I

café?

next second, Terence stepped out of the

his convoy of

smiled as he approached

here to return the favor, Mr. Lowe,

outside

to say, everyone was

her excitement and

brother’s arm tightly.

like those

about

knew this

Could he have intentionally

café?

hand, and

several boxes

precious

also famous paintings,

a Porsche key.

total value of the items had to be at

million.

a mere

ten million was

Emmanuel could only

witnessing the scene, the Zimmerman

almost collapsed in shock.

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