Chapter

ags to Riches

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.

longer… I must

the end

things were going, even

to step in to

Stop forcing

wrong

and house. However, asking

of his

What about his wife,

in? Will she be sending her own money

her parents?

then, Milani’s younger brother,

cocky grin plastered on his

forget about me, Milani! When

counting on you guys

my car and house

hearing that, Emmanuel instantly exploded

rage.

f*ck! Am I marrying your sister or your

as well support all of you!”

only meant that as an

Candy Crush Saga

Riches

Milani decided to hold him to his

what you just said! In

case, I’ll leave you to plan and pay for

honeymoon. Don’t tell me you

can’t afford that…”

marry a

as the rage and

the battlefield came

back.

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didn’t know what the Zimmermans were playing

no doubt they were

You’re just an uncultured brute

a boar than

snapped back.

qualities, I have no problem marrying a rich

I settle for a

only too happy that he wants to fall

out with me!

giving an exasperated laugh,

Alessandra and

choice but to follow

they had only

residence when three luxury cars pulled

front of

quickly popped out to

dropped their jaws when

car

cars are worth tens of millions!

on? Since when were the Lowes that fancy?

other contrary,

Hmm… Didn’t I see that car outside

café?

stepped out of

by his convoy of

as he approached Emmanuel and said

to return the favor, Mr. Lowe, after

outside the

to say, everyone was stunned.

couldn’t hide her excitement and

brother’s arm tightly.

Isn’t this like those rags-to-riches stories?

more Emmanuel thought about it, the more he

this old geezer was a

have intentionally fallen at

café?

his hand, and within seconds,

unloaded several boxes

only were there precious stones

paintings, antiques, and even

a Porsche key.

value of the items had to be at

million.

someone who earned a

an eye-watering amount of

could only dream of!

the scene, the Zimmerman family

in

a well-dressed woman, but the truth

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