Monica's POV
Our shopping spree concluded, the guys escorted us to an elegant restaurant on the third floor of the mall. The ambiance was perfect – soft lighting, refined decor, and intimate seating.
"I can't thank you all enough," Michelle gushed, her eyes bright with excitement. "With what you purchased today, I've already hit my monthly sales target. You're amazing clients!"
Natalie reached across the table and squeezed Michelle's hand. "Don't be silly. Those dresses were exquisite. We should be thanking you."
"Michelle's right," Darren interjected, his gaze lingering on Lily. "We owe her for making our women look absolutely breathtaking in those outfits."
Morris leaned forward, his expression thoughtful. "Michelle, are you truly happy working at the boutique?"
