He also subtly flaunted the watch he was wearing on his wrist, a precious piece from the traditional collection of Vacheron Constantin, worth over four hundred thousand USD.

"Dulcie, this is a women's handbag that I found quite beautiful. When I bought it, I was hoping that one day I would meet an elegant and beautiful girl to whom I could give this bag." Maynard said, his demeanor glowing with charm as he slowly opened the gift box.

Inside the exquisite box was an LV women's handbag. At first glance, it appeared classically styled, yet not outdated. The craftsmanship of the intricate patterns and detailing was evidently sophisticated.

Maynard smiled, a look of self-satisfaction flickering across his face as he glanced at Theophilus.

"Dulcie, my fondness for the Louis Vuitton brand stems from an old story." Maynard said, slowing his speech for effect: "In the last century, during the salvage of the Titanic's wreckage, a leather suitcase was recovered from the ocean floor after over