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.

to, or more accurately, when he could finally open his left eye again,

remarked, "Are you nuts? Sneaking up

his right eye. "You're the one who's nuts! Didn't you say you didn't want to see me? How else was I

out laughing. "Since when

sharply. "I don't have the energy to argue. I've delivered your stuff; I'm out

Griffin pointed outside, "It's pouring rain,

Why would they tow

if it were the most obvious thing

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

garage isn't for

finally settling on the couch in

continued her work as if

to rumble. He

gestured toward

sandwiches inside, alongside cans

not help but ask, "Is this what you usually

an affirmation, "Just me here,

some reason, Leopold felt a

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

course, she would be on a diet like

take better care of yourself. Why not keep some veggies or some meat in the house? This..." He turned to find Griffin

shadow stretched out on the floor under the light, falling

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

couch, wolfing down the

still engrossed in her research. Bored out of

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

noodles were

"You're working

in his mind. Suddenly, Griffin's head dropped, and Leopold caught it as quickly as possible. His face

lifted her into a more comfortable position on the couch,

tossed

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255