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.

wait any longer…

the end

things were going,

step in

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

There’s nothing wrong

car, and house. However, asking him

of his

What about his wife, then?

in? Will she be sending her own money

her parents?

Milani’s younger brother, Jacob

appeared with a cocky grin plastered

“Haha! Don’t forget about

be counting on you guys to

car

hearing that, Emmanuel

rage.

the f*ck! Am I marrying your

as well support

had only

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

to hold him to

remember what

leave you to

banquet and honeymoon. Don’t tell me

can’t afford that…”

a

Emmanuel retorted as the rage

experience on the

back.

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didn’t know what the Zimmermans

there was no doubt they were

You’re just an uncultured brute

I’d rather marry a

snapped back.

have no problem marrying

I settle

too happy that he wants to

out with me!

exasperated laugh, Emmanuel stood

stormed off, leaving Alessandra

choice but to

they had only just stepped out

three luxury

in front of

popped

almost dropped their jaws

saw the car lineup.

Those cars are worth tens of

Since when were the Lowes that

other contrary, seemed to

Hmm… Didn’t I see that car

café?

stepped

by his convoy

smiled as he approached Emmanuel

“I’m here to return the

outside the

say, everyone

hide her excitement

brother’s arm tightly.

like those

thought about it,

Who knew this old

have intentionally fallen at

café?

waved his hand, and within

had unloaded several boxes of

there precious stones and jewelry,

also famous paintings, antiques, and

a Porsche key.

total value of the items had

million.

someone who earned a mere eighty

million was an eye-watering

Emmanuel could

scene,

almost collapsed in shock.

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