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 fulfill my

by the

how things were going, even

she had to step in

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

There’s nothing

gift, car, and house. However, asking

supporter of his family after

What about his wife, then? Why can’t

she be sending her

her parents?

Milani’s younger

cocky grin

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

I’d be

my car and

Emmanuel

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying your sister

well support

though Emmanuel had only meant

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

to hold

what you

you to plan

banquet and honeymoon.

can’t afford that…”

rather marry a pig than

Emmanuel retorted as the rage

experience on the

back.

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the Zimmermans

was no

yourself! You’re just an uncultured brute

a boar than you!”

snapped back.

my qualities, I have

should I settle

I’m only too happy that he

out with me!

exasperated laugh, Emmanuel stood

leaving

choice but to

had only just stepped out

when three luxury

in front of

quickly popped out

and almost dropped their jaws

saw the car lineup.

Those cars are worth tens

on? Since when were

other contrary, seemed to

the cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see

café?

Terence stepped out

by his convoy of

as he

“I’m here to return the favor, Mr. Lowe,

outside

to say,

her excitement and

brother’s arm tightly.

this like those

Emmanuel thought about it, the more

knew this old geezer was

he have intentionally fallen

café?

his hand, and

had unloaded several boxes of

only were there precious

were also famous

a Porsche key.

of the items had

million.

a mere eighty thousand

million was an eye-watering

Emmanuel could only

witnessing the scene, the

almost collapsed in shock.

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