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.

longer… I

the end of the

things were going,

step in to persuade

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

There’s nothing wrong with giving

and house. However,

of his family after the

his wife, then?

in? Will she be sending her own money

her parents?

younger

a cocky grin

“Haha! Don’t forget about

get married, I’d be counting on you

car

Emmanuel instantly exploded

rage.

marrying your

may as well support all of

Emmanuel had only meant that as

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

remark, Milani decided to hold him

what you just said!

you to plan

and honeymoon.

can’t afford that…”

I’d rather marry a pig than a

the rage

to experience on the

back.

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the Zimmermans

there was no doubt

just an uncultured brute

marry a boar

snapped back.

my qualities, I have no problem marrying

should I settle for a

happy that he

out with me!

giving an exasperated laugh,

stormed off, leaving Alessandra

but to

their surprise, they had only just stepped out

three luxury

in front

popped out

and almost dropped

saw the car lineup.

Those cars are worth tens

Since when were

the other contrary, seemed to

Didn’t I see that car outside

café?

next second, Terence stepped out of

his convoy of suited

as he

to return the

me outside the

say, everyone was

hide her excitement and gripped

brother’s arm tightly.

Isn’t this like those rags-to-riches

more Emmanuel thought about

knew this

Could he have

café?

hand, and within seconds,

had unloaded several boxes

were there precious stones and

famous

a Porsche key.

the items had to be at

million.

who earned a mere eighty

was an eye-watering amount

that Emmanuel could only

witnessing the scene, the

almost collapsed in shock.

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