Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 3

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…

the end of the

seen how things were going,

step

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

There’s nothing

car, and house. However, asking him

his family after the wedding

his wife,

be sending her own money

her parents?

then, Milani’s younger brother,

appeared with a cocky grin plastered on

about me,

I’d be counting on you

my car and

that, Emmanuel

rage.

Am I marrying your sister or

as well support all

only meant that as

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

decided to hold him

You’d better remember what

I’ll leave you to plan and pay for

honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

marry a pig than a

the rage and ferocity

to experience on the

back.

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the

was no

You’re just an uncultured

marry a boar than

snapped back.

my qualities, I have

so why should I settle for

happy that he wants

out with me!

giving an exasperated laugh,

off, leaving Alessandra

choice but to

their surprise, they had only just

residence when three luxury

front

quickly popped out

dropped

saw the car lineup.

cars are worth tens of

were

the other contrary, seemed to

cars. Hmm… Didn’t I

café?

stepped out of the

convoy of suited

as he approached Emmanuel

return the favor, Mr. Lowe,

outside

to say, everyone was

hide her excitement

brother’s arm tightly.

like those rags-to-riches

more Emmanuel thought about it, the more

knew this old

have intentionally fallen at

café?

his hand,

several boxes

only were there precious stones and jewelry,

famous paintings, antiques, and

a Porsche key.

total value of the items had to be at

million.

a mere

ten million was an eye-watering amount

Emmanuel could only dream

scene, the Zimmerman

almost collapsed in shock.

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