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…

wish by the end

things

had to step in to persuade

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

right. There’s nothing wrong with giving

car, and house.

of his

his wife,

Will she be sending

her parents?

Milani’s younger

appeared with a cocky grin plastered on

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

I’d be counting on

my car

Emmanuel instantly exploded

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying your sister

well

had only

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

Milani decided to hold him to his

You’d better remember what you just

case, I’ll leave you to plan and pay for

banquet and honeymoon. Don’t

can’t afford that…”

rather marry a pig than a

retorted as the rage and ferocity

on the battlefield came

back.

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the

no doubt they

yourself! You’re just

I’d rather marry a boar than you!”

snapped back.

have no

so why should I settle for a

I’m only too happy that he wants

out with me!

giving an exasperated laugh, Emmanuel stood

leaving Alessandra and

but to

they had only just stepped out

when three luxury

front

quickly popped out to

almost dropped their jaws

saw the car lineup.

d*mn! Those cars are

Since when were the Lowes that

other contrary,

cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see that car outside

café?

second, Terence stepped out of the

by his convoy

he approached Emmanuel

the favor,

me outside

to say, everyone was

her

brother’s arm tightly.

this like

Emmanuel thought about

knew this

he have

café?

waved his hand,

several

precious stones and

famous paintings, antiques, and

a Porsche key.

the items had to be at

million.

who earned a mere eighty

was an eye-watering

that Emmanuel could

the scene, the Zimmerman

almost collapsed in shock.

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