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…

by the

how things were

to step in

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

nothing

house. However, asking

supporter of his family after

his wife, then?

sending her own money

her parents?

younger brother, Jacob

a cocky

“Haha! Don’t forget about me, Milani! When

get married, I’d be counting on you guys

car and

Emmanuel

rage.

I marrying your sister or

well support all

only meant that

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

decided to hold

what you just said!

case, I’ll leave you to plan and

and honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

rather marry a pig

retorted as the rage and ferocity

on the battlefield

back.

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the Zimmermans

was no

yourself! You’re just an uncultured brute

I’d rather marry a

snapped back.

my qualities, I have

so why should I settle for a

happy that he wants to

out with me!

exasperated laugh, Emmanuel stood

leaving

but to

surprise, they had only just stepped out

three luxury

front

quickly popped out

and almost dropped their

saw the car lineup.

Those cars are worth tens of

Since when were the Lowes

the other contrary, seemed

cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see that

café?

stepped

convoy

he approached Emmanuel

return the favor,

me outside

say, everyone

her excitement and

brother’s arm tightly.

like those rags-to-riches

Emmanuel thought about it, the

this

have intentionally fallen

café?

waved his hand, and

several

only were there precious stones and jewelry,

famous paintings,

a Porsche key.

total value of the items had to be at least

million.

who earned a

was an

Emmanuel could only

witnessing the scene, the Zimmerman

almost collapsed in shock.

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