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

wish by the end of the

seen how things were going, even

step in

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

nothing wrong with

car, and house. However, asking him

sole supporter of his family after the wedding

about his wife, then?

in? Will she be sending her own

her parents?

Milani’s younger

appeared with a cocky

“Haha! Don’t forget about

married, I’d be counting on you guys

my car

hearing that, Emmanuel instantly

rage.

Am I marrying your sister or your

as well support

had only meant

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

decided to hold him to his

remember what you just said!

to plan and

banquet and honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

I’d rather marry a pig than a

Emmanuel retorted as the rage and

experience on the battlefield came

back.

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didn’t know what the Zimmermans were playing

was no

just an

I’d rather marry a

snapped back.

I have no problem

should I settle

happy that he wants to

out with me!

giving an exasperated laugh, Emmanuel

leaving

choice but to

had only just stepped out

three luxury

in front of

quickly popped

almost dropped

saw the car lineup.

d*mn! Those cars are worth

were

other

Hmm… Didn’t I see that

café?

Terence stepped out of

by his convoy of

smiled as he

the favor, Mr. Lowe,

me outside the

to say, everyone was

couldn’t hide her excitement

brother’s arm tightly.

this like those rags-to-riches

thought about it, the

this

Could he have

café?

his hand,

had unloaded several boxes of

there precious

also famous paintings, antiques, and

a Porsche key.

items had to be at least

million.

earned a

million was an eye-watering amount

Emmanuel could only dream

witnessing the scene, the Zimmerman

almost collapsed in shock.

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