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.

any longer… I must fulfill my

wish by the

how things were going,

step in

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

right. There’s nothing wrong

and house. However, asking

his family after the

his wife, then? Why can’t

Will she be sending her

her parents?

Milani’s younger brother,

with a cocky grin plastered

“Haha! Don’t forget about me,

to get married, I’d be counting

car and house

that, Emmanuel instantly exploded

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying

may as well

had only meant that as

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

remark, Milani decided to hold him

better remember what you

to plan

banquet and honeymoon. Don’t

can’t afford that…”

I’d rather marry a pig than a

retorted as the rage and ferocity

experience on the

back.

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know what the Zimmermans were

there was no doubt they were

at yourself! You’re just an

rather marry a boar

snapped back.

I have no problem marrying

should I settle for a pauper

too happy that he wants to

out with me!

an exasperated laugh, Emmanuel stood

off, leaving Alessandra and

but to

only

when three

front

quickly popped

and almost dropped their

saw the car lineup.

d*mn! Those cars are worth tens of

when were the Lowes that

the other contrary, seemed to

Didn’t I see that car outside

café?

second, Terence stepped out of

his convoy

he approached

return the favor, Mr. Lowe,

outside

say, everyone

hide her

brother’s arm tightly.

like

more Emmanuel thought about it, the

knew this old geezer

have

café?

waved his hand,

had unloaded several

were there precious stones and jewelry,

also famous paintings,

a Porsche key.

of the items had to be at least

million.

a

was an eye-watering amount

Emmanuel could only

scene,

almost collapsed in shock.

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