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They call him Ghost.
A name whispered in fear across warzones, black markets, and underworld circles.
To the world, he's a phantom—a faceless mercenary who leaves no trace but bodies in his wake.
To his enemies, he’s a death sentence.
To his brothers-in-arms in Graveyard, he’s family.

But to himself... he's a haunted man searching for a past stolen in gunfire and smoke.

After a flawless mission deep in the Eastern Province, Ghost returns to the hidden forest base he's called home for sixteen years. Yet the victory is short-lived. His foster father, the commander delivers an unexpected order:

"That was your last mission."

Now, Ghost—real name Miles Sterling—must step out of the shadows of war and into a world he’s never known. Guided only by a scarred letter, a fading memory, and the voice of a woman he hasn’t seen since the day everything was taken from him.

But war forged more than his body and name.

Behind the mask, behind the scars, Miles has another secret.
One he’s kept hidden even from his brothers in arms.
He’s not just a weapon.
He’s a ghost with a fortune—a hidden empire he built in silence, across borders and black markets, forged in strategy and blood.
A man of many names, and many shadows.

Beneath the bullets, tattoos, and silence lies a truth buried in ashes.
And Ghost is about to dig it up—one letter, one enemy, one memory at a time.

The Retired Young Mercenary Is Secretly a Billionaire

Dinner began with the steady arrival of dishes—one after another, the wooden table filling with sizzling platters, dipping sauces, and aromatic sides. The warm tones of BBQ Heaven's lighting gave everything a golden, cozy hue. Glasses clinked as drinks were poured—sparkling soda for Becky and Rose, a mellow herbal tea for Celina, and plain water for Miles, as usual.

A server placed a large tray of grilled chicken, glazed ribs, and charred vegetables in front of them, the fragrant smoke rising like a gentle invitation.

"Mmm, that smells insane," Rose said, practically bouncing in her seat.

Becky leaned slightly toward Miles, smiling. "So, Miles... how's your business going? You gave us quite the surprise when the news broke that Sterling Enterprises acquired Cinder Square."

She chuckled, poking at a roasted corn cob on her plate. "You were the only Sterling I knew, so naturally, I called Celina in the middle of the night just to confirm."

That poor woman. She’s got the patience of a saint!