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.

can’t wait any longer… I

the

how things were going, even

she had to step in to persuade

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

There’s nothing

car, and house.

of his family after

his wife,

Will she be sending

her parents?

Milani’s younger

appeared with a cocky

Don’t forget about me, Milani! When

I’d be

car and

hearing that, Emmanuel

rage.

Am I marrying your sister or your

well

only meant that

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

decided to hold him to his

You’d better remember what

you to

honeymoon.

can’t afford that…”

lost! I’d rather marry a

Emmanuel retorted as the rage

experience on the battlefield

back.

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the Zimmermans

no doubt they were

just an uncultured brute

I’d rather marry a boar

snapped back.

I have no

why should I settle for

too happy that

out with me!

giving an exasperated laugh,

stormed off, leaving

choice but to follow

they had only just stepped out

three luxury

in front of

popped out

and almost dropped their

saw the car lineup.

are

when were the Lowes

other

Hmm… Didn’t I see that

café?

Terence stepped out

convoy of

he approached

to return the favor,

me outside the

to say,

couldn’t hide her excitement and gripped

brother’s arm tightly.

like those

Emmanuel thought about it, the

knew this old geezer was

have intentionally fallen at

café?

waved his hand, and

several boxes of

precious

famous paintings, antiques,

a Porsche key.

of the items

million.

a

was

Emmanuel could

scene,

almost collapsed in shock.

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