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 of the

how things were

step in to

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

There’s nothing wrong with

house. However, asking

of his family

What about his wife, then? Why can’t

she be sending her

her parents?

Milani’s younger brother,

appeared with a cocky grin plastered on

“Haha! Don’t forget about me, Milani!

get married, I’d be counting on you guys to

my car and house

hearing that, Emmanuel

rage.

I marrying

well support all of

had only meant that as

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Riches

remark, Milani decided to

You’d better remember what you just

case, I’ll leave you to plan and pay

banquet and honeymoon. Don’t tell me

can’t afford that…”

a pig

the rage

experience on the battlefield

back.

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what the Zimmermans were

there was no doubt

just an uncultured brute

I’d rather marry a boar

snapped back.

I have no

why should I

happy that he wants

out with me!

an exasperated laugh,

off, leaving

choice but

their surprise, they had only just stepped out of

three

front of

Zimmermans quickly popped out to see

dropped their jaws when

saw the car lineup.

d*mn! Those cars are

were the Lowes that

on the other contrary, seemed

the cars. Hmm… Didn’t

café?

second, Terence stepped out of the

convoy

he approached Emmanuel

return the favor, Mr. Lowe, after

me outside

to say, everyone was

hide her excitement and

brother’s arm tightly.

Isn’t this like

more Emmanuel thought about

this old geezer was

have

café?

waved his hand,

had unloaded several boxes of

precious stones

famous

a Porsche key.

value of the items had to

million.

someone who earned a mere eighty thousand

was an eye-watering

that Emmanuel could only

scene, the Zimmerman

almost collapsed in shock.

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