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

wish by the

how things were

step in

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

nothing wrong with

house.

supporter of his family after the wedding

much! What about his

sending her own

her parents?

Milani’s younger brother,

a cocky

forget about me,

married, I’d be counting on you

my car

hearing that, Emmanuel

rage.

I marrying your sister or

well

Emmanuel had only meant

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

Milani decided to

better remember what you

I’ll leave you to plan

and honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

lost! I’d rather marry a pig

as the rage and ferocity

experience on the

back.

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the Zimmermans were

there was no

at yourself! You’re just an uncultured brute

marry a boar than

snapped back.

have no problem marrying

so why should I settle for

only too happy

out with me!

giving an exasperated

stormed off, leaving Alessandra

choice but

only just stepped out

when three luxury

in front of

quickly popped

almost dropped their

saw the car lineup.

Those cars are worth

when were

the other contrary,

cars. Hmm… Didn’t I

café?

Terence stepped

by his convoy

he

to return the favor,

me outside

to say, everyone was

couldn’t hide her excitement

brother’s arm tightly.

like those

more Emmanuel thought about

knew this

he have

café?

waved his hand, and within seconds,

unloaded several

were there precious

were also famous

a Porsche key.

value of the items had to be at least

million.

who earned a mere eighty thousand

was an eye-watering

could only dream

scene,

almost collapsed in shock.

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