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.

when he could finally open his left eye again, all the lights

nuts? Sneaking up behind people all in black with a mask? How do

you

"Since when

energy to argue. I've delivered

pointed outside, "It's pouring

Why would

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

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

my garage isn't for storing Husky

settling

if he was not

rumble. He tapped

gestured toward the fridge,

found nothing but instant noodles and pre-made sandwiches inside, alongside cans of soda

could not help but ask, "Is this what you usually

hummed an affirmation, "Just me here, so I make

reason, Leopold felt a

first time, he noticed Griffin seemed much thinner than he

be on a diet like

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

the floor under the light, falling across

licked his lips and silently added the only sausage left from the fridge into Griffin's noodle cup,

sat on the couch, wolfing down the nutritionally void

her research. Bored out of his

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

noodles

sighed. "You're

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

lifted her into a more

the untouched instant noodles, he tossed it aside, grabbed Griffin's car

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