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.

finally open his left eye again,

and upon seeing Leopold awake, she nonchalantly remarked, "Are you nuts? Sneaking up behind people all in black with a mask? How do

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

laughing. "Since when did you

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

pointed outside, "It's pouring rain, and the cops

"Wait, what? Why would they

as if it were the most obvious thing in

teeth, "Couldn't you, just maybe, help me out and

garage isn't for

settling on the couch

if he was not

stomach began to rumble. He

gestured toward the

sandwiches inside, alongside cans of soda - the

not help but ask, "Is this

an affirmation, "Just me

felt a sudden pang of

the first time, he noticed Griffin seemed much

would be on

could take better care of yourself. Why not

on the floor under the light,

lips and silently added the only sausage left from the fridge into Griffin's

wolfing down the nutritionally

eating, the rain had not stopped, and Griffin was still engrossed in her research. Bored

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

instant noodles were

"You're

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

lifted her into a

noodles, he tossed

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