The Retired Young Mercenary Is Secretly a Billionaire

Chapter 32: Irregular Friends



The dazzling lights of Star Central Mall reflected off its glossy floors as the group of four walked into one of the most exclusive fashion outlets on the upper level. Inside, racks of high-end clothing lined the walls, displaying sleek tuxedos, sparkling gowns, and tastefully tailored outfits.

The moment they entered, a quiet murmur ran through the store. A couple of staff members exchanged knowing glances—Miles Sterling had arrived. Without fanfare, one of the senior store managers subtly nodded to the rest of the team.

They knew not to draw attention. No mention of "Mr. Sterling," no bills, no fuss. Everything would be handled discreetly—per his instructions.

"Let’s start with you," Celina declared, holding up a shimmering emerald green dress against herself and looking into the mirror. "What do you think?" she asked, turning slightly to get a side view.

Miles leaned against a polished wooden wall, arms folded, watching her. "It’s nice. Looks good with your eyes," he said plainly, but there was a small smile playing at the corner of his mouth.

Becky, holding a lilac cocktail dress, raised a brow. "That’s it? Just ’nice’?"

Rose laughed. "Miles, we’re shopping. You gotta show more enthusiasm."

"I didn’t know I signed up for a fashion review," Miles said, smirking as he watched Celina try another one—this time a deep navy-blue gown with a high slit and backless design. She turned to him again.

"And this?"

Miles actually paused. His eyes scanned her from head to toe before he nodded slowly. "That one’s... not bad at all."

Celina blushed slightly but huffed. "Still not good enough, huh? Alright, your turn."

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