The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 454

As the quartet happily indulged in a cozy fondue dinner, Leopold brought over the documents from headquarters.

Peering through the empty doorway, Leopold hesitated, unsure whether to enter.

He texted Anna: [Where are you guys?]

Anna, who had not quite finished chewing her lamb, hit the voice message button, "On a mission, gotta stick to Ms. Vivienne like glue." Vivienne said, "Just drop the stuff off, and don't be a nuisance. You mess up the deal, I'll break your legs."

Percival added his own threat, "I'll dislocate your arm."

Thomas kept it simple, "Good luck, man!"

Listening to the sounds of bubbling fondue, fizzing sodas, and the stubborn mastication of lamb, Leopold was in disbelief.

Was this really a mission?

This was sheer torture!

But he had no choice; he had to deliver the documents quickly.

Griffin had already sent a reminder in the Little Bombs group chat - a special group Vivienne had created for convenience. With no other option, Leopold donned a mask and hat, covering himself completely, and entered Griffin's home.

The evening was setting in, and Griffin had only a desk lamp on, leaving the main lights off.

Three different-colored pens lay strewn across documents, each marking various annotations. Leopold cleared his throat gently, but Griffin showed no reaction.

He moved closer and tapped Griffin's head with the documents, "Hey, the papers..."

"Ah!"

Bam!

Stars danced before Leopold's eyes as he staggered backward and collapsed to the floor.

he came to, or more accurately, when he could finally open his left eye again, all the lights in

she nonchalantly remarked, "Are you nuts? Sneaking up behind people all in

say you didn't want to see me? How else was I supposed to

burst out laughing. "Since when did you start following orders

"I don't have the energy to argue. I've

pouring rain, and

dumbfounded, "Wait, what? Why would they tow

blocking traffic," Griffin said as if it were the most obvious thing in the

just maybe, help me out and move the

"Sorry, my garage

speechless, finally settling on

if he was not

stomach began to rumble. He tapped

gestured

but instant noodles and pre-made sandwiches inside,

help but ask,

an affirmation, "Just me

Leopold felt a sudden pang

first time, he noticed Griffin seemed

she would be on

two cups of noodles, mumbling, "For a young woman, you could take better care of yourself. Why not keep some veggies or

floor under the light,

from the fridge into Griffin's noodle cup, then placed it quietly on

couch, wolfing down the

Griffin was still engrossed in her research. Bored out

on the carpet, leaning against the couch, blue pen still clutched in hand, the other two pens precariously perched in her

instant noodles were

"You're working too

her, staring at her with unknown thoughts in his mind. Suddenly, Griffin's head dropped, and Leopold caught it

lifted her into a more comfortable position on the couch, draping his jacket over

the untouched instant noodles, he tossed

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