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 fulfill

by the end

things were

to step in to persuade

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

nothing wrong

and house.

the sole supporter of his family after the wedding

What about his wife, then?

in? Will she be sending

her parents?

younger brother,

with a cocky grin plastered

about me, Milani!

be counting

my car and house

that, Emmanuel

rage.

I marrying

well support

though Emmanuel had only meant that

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

decided to hold him to

better remember what you just

to

banquet and honeymoon. Don’t

can’t afford that…”

a pig than a woman

Emmanuel retorted as the rage and ferocity

on the battlefield came

back.

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what the

no doubt

yourself! You’re just an

a boar than

snapped back.

my qualities, I have no

I

too happy that he wants

out with me!

exasperated

off, leaving Alessandra

but to follow

had only just

when three

front of

quickly popped

dropped their

saw the car lineup.

d*mn! Those cars are

Since when were the

the other

of the cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see

café?

second, Terence stepped out of

his convoy

he

here to return the

me outside the

to say,

couldn’t hide her excitement

brother’s arm tightly.

like those

Emmanuel thought about it, the more

this old

Could he have intentionally fallen

café?

hand, and within seconds,

unloaded several

were there precious stones and jewelry,

also famous paintings, antiques, and

a Porsche key.

items

million.

earned a mere eighty

ten million was

Emmanuel could only

scene, the

almost collapsed in shock.

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