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

the

seen how things were

step in to persuade her

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

nothing

gift, car, and house.

supporter of his family

about his wife, then?

she be sending her

her parents?

then, Milani’s younger

cocky

forget about me, Milani!

married, I’d be counting on you

my car and

hearing that, Emmanuel

rage.

Am I marrying your sister or your

I may as well

Emmanuel had only meant that as

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

decided to hold him to

what you just

leave you to

and honeymoon.

can’t afford that…”

I’d rather marry a pig than a woman

retorted as the rage and ferocity

to experience on the battlefield came

back.

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what the Zimmermans

there was no doubt

at yourself! You’re just an

I’d rather marry a

snapped back.

I have

I settle for

happy

out with me!

an exasperated

leaving Alessandra and Roselynn

but

had only just

when three

front

Zimmermans quickly popped out

almost dropped their

saw the car lineup.

d*mn! Those cars are worth tens of

were the

on the other contrary,

Hmm… Didn’t I see that car

café?

next second, Terence stepped out of the

convoy of

as he approached Emmanuel

“I’m here to return the

outside the

to say, everyone was

couldn’t hide her

brother’s arm tightly.

this like those

Emmanuel thought about

this old geezer

Could he have

café?

hand, and within seconds,

unloaded several

there precious

also famous paintings,

a Porsche key.

value of the items had

million.

earned a mere eighty

million was

could

scene,

almost collapsed in shock.

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