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…

wish by the end

things were going, even

had to step in

“Mom! Stop forcing it!”

right. There’s nothing wrong with

car, and house. However,

the sole supporter of his family after the

his wife, then?

be sending her own money

her parents?

Milani’s younger brother, Jacob

a cocky grin plastered

“Haha! Don’t forget about

to get married, I’d be counting on you guys

my car

hearing that, Emmanuel

rage.

the f*ck! Am I marrying your

as well support all of

Emmanuel had only

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

Milani decided to hold

remember what you just said!

I’ll leave you to plan and pay

banquet and honeymoon. Don’t

can’t afford that…”

lost! I’d rather marry a pig

retorted as the rage and ferocity

on the battlefield

back.

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the Zimmermans were

there was no doubt they were

at yourself! You’re just

a boar than you!”

snapped back.

have no problem marrying

should I settle

too happy that

out with me!

giving an exasperated laugh,

leaving Alessandra and

but

surprise, they had only just stepped

three luxury

in front

quickly popped out to see

and almost dropped

saw the car lineup.

Those cars are

Since when were

other contrary, seemed

Hmm… Didn’t I

café?

next second, Terence stepped

his convoy of suited

smiled as he

to return the

me outside

to say, everyone was

her excitement and

brother’s arm tightly.

Isn’t this like those

Emmanuel thought about

Who knew this old

have intentionally fallen at

café?

his hand, and within

several boxes of

were there precious stones and jewelry,

also famous paintings, antiques, and

a Porsche key.

of the items had to be at

million.

who earned a mere eighty

million was

that Emmanuel could only dream

witnessing the scene, the

almost collapsed in shock.

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