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 fulfill my

by the

how things

she had to step in to

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

right. There’s nothing wrong

car, and house. However,

the sole supporter of his

about his wife,

sending her own money back

her parents?

then, Milani’s younger

cocky grin plastered

Don’t forget about me, Milani! When

married, I’d be counting on you guys to

my car

hearing that, Emmanuel

rage.

Am I marrying

well

Emmanuel had only meant

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

to

You’d better remember what you just said!

you to

banquet and honeymoon. Don’t

can’t afford that…”

lost! I’d rather marry a pig than a woman

Emmanuel retorted as the rage

on

back.

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didn’t know what the Zimmermans were playing

there was no

at yourself! You’re just

I’d rather marry a boar than you!”

snapped back.

my qualities, I have no

I settle for a pauper

too happy that he wants

out with me!

an exasperated laugh, Emmanuel

leaving Alessandra

choice but to follow

only just stepped out of

three luxury cars

front

Zimmermans quickly popped out to

almost dropped their jaws

saw the car lineup.

d*mn! Those cars are

when were the Lowes

on the other contrary,

Didn’t I

café?

stepped out of

convoy

he approached Emmanuel and

the favor, Mr.

me outside the

to say,

hide her

brother’s arm tightly.

this like those

thought about it, the

Wow… Who knew this old geezer

have intentionally fallen

café?

hand, and within

unloaded several boxes

there precious

also famous paintings,

a Porsche key.

total value of the items had to

million.

earned a mere eighty

ten million was an eye-watering

could

the scene, the

almost collapsed in shock.

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