Just who were these two nobodies in relation to Sanford?

He was perpetually glued to the woman! Could she be his mistress?

But why was her dress so plain?

Because of this woman, she had lost a big deal.

"This deal should've been mine!" Lily complained bitterly to Remy.

Remy quickly made a hushing motion, indicating her to keep her cool.

“There's no rush. We can discuss this once the deal is closed."

As the manager, he had the final say on how the commissions were allocated.

Getting the hint, Lily begrudgingly bit her tongue, opting for silence.

The young salesman meticulously explained the features and specifications of the car model to Sanford and his companions.

“Should you have any further queries, please don't hesitate to ask."

Sanford cast a glance at Maggie, who in turn was looking at Bart.

Bart's eyes shone brightly, showing his infatuation with the car.

“How much is this car?" Sanford asked, his voice steady.

The salesman promptly answered, "2.6 million."

A frown creased Sanford's brow, indicating some degree of dissatisfaction.

Quick on his feet, Remy interjected.

"Mr. Robles, being a close acquaintance of our boss, we can offer you a discount of 15%.

Naturally, we can explore other options if this model doesn't meet your expectations. For instance, the M7 offers exceptional value for money at a more modest price point.”

Having spent nearly half a decade as a manager, Remy had developed a knack for reading between the lines.

He noticed the subtle chemistry between Sanford and Maggie.

Regardless of their wealth, men generally weren't very generous towards their mistresses.