Chapter 755

Chapter 755:

Then, he spotted it within a glass display case.

There it was—a luxury bag with a simple yet elegant design, and the identical pendant dangling from it.

He had found it!

His heart surged, but he kept his excitement under wraps. He pointed towards the display case.

“Could we take a closer look at that bag?”

The clerk turned, following his finger, and then offered a polite yet regretful smile.

“I’m sorry, sir, but that particular bag is part of a limited collection and is just for display.”

She paused, then continued, “Actually, we had a replica of this design made about half a month ago. It was bought by a customer then.”

She reminisced briefly, “I recall it was quite sought after; there was even a little commotion among the interested buyers.”

Blaine’s heart raced at the revelation. But he still maintained his nonchalant demeanor, probing further.

“Really? It was that popular? Who was the fortunate buyer?”

As he inquired, he gave Tina a subtle nod. Tina immediately picked up on the signal. Her eyes gleamed as she leaned in, almost touching the glass case.

“Darling, this one is gorgeous! I absolutely must have it! Could you get it for me?” she cooed, gently pulling on Blaine’s arm with a playful plea.

The clerk’s smile widened.

“This lady certainly has excellent taste; that replica was…”

Before she could continue, a middle-aged woman with a professional demeanor approached. She appeared to be the manager.

She glanced at Blaine and Tina, then addressed the young clerk. “Please attend to other customers. I’ll take over here.” The clerk nodded and stepped away.

Turning back to Tina and Blaine, the manager said courteously, “The bag was sold, but we do have other new items this season. Would you like to see them?”

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Blaine maintained his smile, his approach amiable yet persuasive.

“My girlfriend has really set her heart on that one. How about you help us by providing the contact details of the purchaser? I’d like to see if they’re open to a negotiation.”

Blaine kept his friendly demeanor.

The manager’s expression shifted subtly, a slight furrow in her brow revealing her hesitation.

The sales manager had clearly never encountered such a request before, and her polite smile slipped into a cautious frown.

“I’m sorry, sir, but customer privacy is something we take very seriously here,” she explained firmly. “We can’t disclose that information.”

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