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… I

the end

seen how things were going,

to step in to persuade

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

nothing wrong

car, and house. However,

supporter of his family

much! What about his wife,

in? Will she be sending her own

her parents?

Milani’s younger

a cocky grin

Don’t forget about me, Milani! When

married, I’d be counting on you guys to

my car

Emmanuel instantly exploded

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying your sister

may as well

though Emmanuel had only meant that

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

decided to hold him to his

better remember what you just

you to plan

honeymoon. Don’t

can’t afford that…”

I’d rather marry a pig than a

Emmanuel retorted as the rage and

on

back.

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what the Zimmermans were playing

no

You’re just an uncultured brute

I’d rather marry a boar

snapped back.

I have no problem marrying

why should I

I’m only too happy that he wants to

out with me!

an exasperated

stormed off, leaving

choice but to

they had only just stepped out

residence when three luxury

front of

Zimmermans quickly popped out to see

dropped their jaws

saw the car lineup.

cars are worth tens of

on? Since when were the Lowes that

the other contrary, seemed to

Hmm… Didn’t I see

café?

second, Terence stepped out of

by his convoy of

he

to return the

outside

say,

hide her excitement

brother’s arm tightly.

this like

about

this old geezer

Could he have intentionally

café?

hand, and

had unloaded several

only were there precious stones

famous paintings,

a Porsche key.

items had to be

million.

earned a mere eighty thousand

million was an

Emmanuel could only

scene, the Zimmerman

almost collapsed in shock.

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