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 must fulfill my

the

seen how things were

had to step

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

nothing

car, and house. However, asking him

sole supporter of his family

What about his wife, then? Why

Will she be sending her own money

her parents?

then, Milani’s younger

with a cocky grin

Don’t forget about me,

I’d be counting

my car and house

that, Emmanuel

rage.

marrying

may as well

had only meant that as

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

decided to hold

better remember what you just said!

leave you to plan

banquet and honeymoon. Don’t tell me

can’t afford that…”

a pig than a

Emmanuel retorted as the rage and

to experience on the battlefield came

back.

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didn’t know what the

was no

at yourself! You’re just an

rather marry a boar

snapped back.

qualities, I have

should I settle

happy

out with me!

exasperated

leaving Alessandra and

but to

surprise, they had only

three

front

quickly popped out to

almost dropped their jaws when

saw the car lineup.

d*mn! Those cars are worth tens

when were

on the other

cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see that

café?

stepped out of

by his convoy

he approached

to return the favor,

outside the

say, everyone

hide her excitement and

brother’s arm tightly.

like

Emmanuel thought about

this

Could he have

café?

his hand, and

unloaded several boxes of

precious

famous paintings,

a Porsche key.

value of the items had to be

million.

someone who earned a mere

was an eye-watering

Emmanuel could only

witnessing the scene, the

almost collapsed in shock.

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