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 must fulfill my

by the end of

things were going,

step in to persuade her

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

There’s nothing wrong with giving

and house. However, asking him

sole supporter of his

about his wife,

in? Will she be sending her own money

her parents?

younger

with a cocky grin plastered

about

I’d be

my car

that, Emmanuel

rage.

I marrying

I may as well support

had only meant that

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

to hold him

what

I’ll leave you to

and honeymoon.

can’t afford that…”

I’d rather marry a pig than a woman

as the rage and

experience on the battlefield

back.

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what the Zimmermans were playing

was no doubt

just an

rather marry a boar than you!”

snapped back.

I have no problem

so why should I settle for a pauper

happy that he wants

out with me!

exasperated

leaving

choice but

they had only just stepped out

residence when three

front

popped out

almost dropped their jaws

saw the car lineup.

cars are worth tens

Since when were

the other

of the cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see that car

café?

stepped

by his convoy of

smiled as he approached Emmanuel and

return the favor, Mr.

me outside

say, everyone

hide her excitement and gripped

brother’s arm tightly.

like those

more Emmanuel thought about it, the more

Who knew this

have intentionally

café?

hand, and

unloaded several

were there precious stones

were also famous paintings, antiques,

a Porsche key.

the items had to

million.

a

million was an

that Emmanuel could

the scene,

almost collapsed in shock.

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