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.

accurately, when he could finally open his left

nonchalantly remarked, "Are you nuts? Sneaking up behind people all in black with a

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

when did you

have the energy to argue. I've

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

Why would they

said as if it were the most obvious thing

his fists, grinding his teeth, "Couldn't you, just maybe, help me out and move the car

"Sorry, my garage isn't for storing Husky

was speechless, finally settling on the couch

continued her work as if he was

rumble. He tapped

gestured

instant noodles and pre-made sandwiches inside, alongside cans of soda

ask, "Is

"Just me

some reason, Leopold felt a sudden pang of

the first time, he noticed Griffin seemed much thinner than he

of course, she would be on a

care of yourself. Why not keep some veggies or some meat in the house? This..." He turned to find Griffin with headphones on,

out on the floor under the light, falling across

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

on the couch, wolfing down the nutritionally void

engrossed in her research. Bored out of his mind, Leopold eventually dozed

awoke, he found Griffin asleep on the carpet, leaning against the couch, blue pen still

noodles were

"You're

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

into a more comfortable position

noodles, he tossed it aside, grabbed Griffin's car keys, and

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