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… I must

wish by the

things were

to step in to persuade

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

There’s nothing wrong

house. However, asking him

his family after the

his

in? Will she be sending her own

her parents?

younger brother,

cocky grin plastered on

forget about me, Milani! When

get married, I’d be counting on you guys

my car and house

that, Emmanuel instantly

rage.

marrying your

may as well

though Emmanuel had only meant that as

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

decided to

remember what

I’ll leave you to plan

and honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

a pig than

retorted as the rage and ferocity

to experience on the battlefield

back.

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didn’t know what the Zimmermans were playing

there was no doubt they

You’re just

a boar than you!”

snapped back.

my qualities, I have no

why should I settle for a pauper

too happy that

out with me!

giving an exasperated

off, leaving Alessandra and

but to follow

had only just stepped

three luxury

in front of

popped out to

almost dropped their jaws when

saw the car lineup.

Those cars are worth tens of

when were the Lowes that

the other contrary, seemed to

the cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see

café?

stepped

by his convoy of suited

he

“I’m here to return the

me outside the

say, everyone

couldn’t hide her

brother’s arm tightly.

this like those

thought about it,

Who knew this old geezer was

have

café?

his hand,

unloaded several boxes of

only were there precious

famous paintings, antiques,

a Porsche key.

value of the items had to be at

million.

a

million was an eye-watering

that Emmanuel could only dream

scene,

almost collapsed in shock.

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