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

by the end

things were going,

she had to step in

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

nothing wrong

house. However, asking him

of his

much! What about his wife,

in? Will she be sending her

her parents?

then, Milani’s younger brother, Jacob

a cocky

“Haha! Don’t forget about me, Milani!

be counting on you

car and

hearing that, Emmanuel instantly

rage.

marrying your

as well support

had only meant

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

remark, Milani decided to hold him

You’d better remember what you just said!

leave you to

banquet and honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

I’d rather marry a pig than a woman

retorted as the rage and

on the battlefield

back.

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know what the Zimmermans were

was no doubt they

You’re just an uncultured

a boar than

snapped back.

have

why should I settle

I’m only too happy that he wants to

out with me!

giving an exasperated laugh, Emmanuel

leaving

but to

had only just stepped out of

residence when three luxury cars

front

popped out to

and almost dropped their jaws

saw the car lineup.

Those cars are worth tens of

Since when were

other contrary,

the cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see

café?

stepped out of

his convoy of

smiled as he approached

to return the favor, Mr. Lowe,

me outside the

say, everyone

hide her excitement and gripped

brother’s arm tightly.

this like

Emmanuel thought about it,

Who knew this old

Could he have intentionally fallen at

café?

hand, and within seconds,

had unloaded several

precious stones and

were also famous

a Porsche key.

of the items had to be

million.

someone who earned a mere eighty

million was an eye-watering

Emmanuel could

witnessing the scene, the

almost collapsed in shock.

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