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

wish by the

seen how things

step in to

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

There’s nothing wrong with giving

car, and house. However, asking him

supporter of his family after the

his wife, then? Why can’t

she be sending her own

her parents?

then, Milani’s younger brother,

with a cocky grin

Don’t forget about me, Milani! When it’s

get married, I’d be counting

my car

that, Emmanuel

rage.

Am I marrying

as well

Emmanuel had only

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

Milani decided to hold him

remember what you just

you to

honeymoon. Don’t tell me

can’t afford that…”

lost! I’d rather marry a pig than

the rage and

experience on the

back.

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what the Zimmermans were

was no doubt they

at yourself! You’re just an

I’d rather marry a boar than you!”

snapped back.

my qualities, I have no

why should I

too happy that he

out with me!

an exasperated laugh, Emmanuel

stormed off, leaving Alessandra and

but

surprise, they had only just stepped out

when three luxury cars

front of

Zimmermans quickly popped out to

and almost dropped their jaws

saw the car lineup.

are

Since when were the Lowes that

the other contrary,

the cars. Hmm… Didn’t I

café?

stepped out of

his convoy of suited

he approached Emmanuel and

here to return the favor, Mr. Lowe,

outside

say, everyone was

hide her excitement and

brother’s arm tightly.

Isn’t this like those rags-to-riches

Emmanuel thought about it, the more

knew this

have

café?

hand, and

unloaded several

only were there precious stones

were also famous paintings, antiques, and

a Porsche key.

items

million.

someone who earned a mere eighty thousand

was an eye-watering amount

could only

witnessing the scene,

almost collapsed in shock.

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