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.

can’t wait any longer… I must

wish by the end

how things were going,

had to step in to

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

right. There’s nothing

gift, car, and house.

sole supporter of his family after

What about his wife, then? Why

she be sending her own

her parents?

younger

appeared with a cocky grin plastered on

about me, Milani!

married, I’d be counting

car and house

Emmanuel instantly

rage.

Am I marrying your sister

I may as well support all of

had only meant that

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

remark, Milani decided to hold him to

what you

you to plan and

and honeymoon. Don’t tell me

can’t afford that…”

a pig than

the rage and ferocity

to experience on the battlefield

back.

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what the Zimmermans

no doubt

at yourself! You’re just an uncultured brute

a boar

snapped back.

qualities, I have

I

I’m only too happy that he

out with me!

giving an exasperated laugh,

stormed off, leaving Alessandra and Roselynn

choice but to

had only

three luxury cars

front

Zimmermans quickly popped out to see

almost dropped

saw the car lineup.

are

on? Since when were

other contrary, seemed to

Hmm… Didn’t I see that car outside

café?

stepped out of the

convoy of

as he

return the favor,

me outside the

say, everyone

hide her excitement and gripped

brother’s arm tightly.

this like those rags-to-riches

Emmanuel thought about it, the more

Wow… Who knew this old geezer was

he have intentionally

café?

his hand, and

several boxes

there precious stones and

famous

a Porsche key.

value of the items had to

million.

who earned a mere eighty

ten million was an

that Emmanuel could only dream

the scene, the

almost collapsed in shock.

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