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…

by the end

things were

had to step

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

nothing wrong

car, and house.

of his

What about his wife, then? Why

Will she be sending her own

her parents?

Milani’s younger brother,

appeared with a cocky grin plastered on

Don’t forget about me, Milani!

to get married, I’d be counting

car and

that, Emmanuel instantly

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying your sister or

may as well

Emmanuel had only meant

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

to hold him to

remember what you just

leave you to plan and pay

banquet and honeymoon. Don’t tell

can’t afford that…”

lost! I’d rather marry a pig than

as the

on the battlefield

back.

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the Zimmermans were

there was no doubt they were

yourself! You’re just

a

snapped back.

I have no problem

so why should I

I’m only too happy that he wants

out with me!

exasperated laugh,

stormed off, leaving Alessandra

but to

their surprise, they had only just stepped out

three luxury

front

popped

dropped their jaws

saw the car lineup.

Those cars are worth tens of millions!

when were the Lowes that

other contrary, seemed to

the cars. Hmm… Didn’t I see

café?

stepped out of

his convoy of

smiled as he approached

to return the

me outside

say,

couldn’t hide her

brother’s arm tightly.

Isn’t this like those

Emmanuel thought about it,

knew this old geezer

have intentionally fallen

café?

waved his hand,

several boxes

precious stones

famous paintings, antiques, and

a Porsche key.

of the items had to

million.

someone who earned a mere eighty thousand

ten million was

that Emmanuel could only dream

the scene, the Zimmerman

almost collapsed in shock.

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