He assumed Sanford might find it unreasonably lavish to purchase a car worth 2.6 million for a lover.

However, Sanford's next words Left Remy flabbergasted.

"This car is too cheap. Do you have something better?"

"Yes, certainly.” Remy nodded.

“We do have higher-end models, but they are made-to-order. Would you prefer we adjourn to the VIP room to discuss these further?"

The willingness to shell out such an astronomical sum for a woman's car only confirmed that Maggie held an exceptional status in Sanford's life.

Sanford was about to consent when Maggie, who had remained silent until then, gently tugged at his sleeve.

“Isn't this car rather too expensive? Couldn't we opt for a regular car worth a dozen or so thousand dollars?"

2.6 million!

And he wasn't content with it, wishing to purchase something even more extravagant?

This was beyond her wildest dreams!

Lowering his gaze to meet hers, Sanford gently ruffled her hair, a fond smile on his Lips.

“There you go again. Do you really expect me to buy a car for my girlfriend for just a few tens of thousands? Who are you trying to embarrass?”

“Mere transport, nothing fancy," Maggie noted, her Lips pursed.

"I'm not a tycoon; I don't need a high-end ride."

Sanford couldn't help but chuckle.

“So, you're not a mogul, but you are my girl. You deserve only the best."

His gaze was soft, warm; his eyes, compelling and full of fondness.

A wave of affection washed over Maggie; her heart fluttered, encased in @ cocoon of love.

As Sanford was on his way to the private room, Maggie was quick to halt him.

"No need for another choice. This one's perfect."

Even as Sanford's partner, a car priced at $2.6 million felt excessive.