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,

"Are you nuts? Sneaking up

"You're the one who's nuts! Didn't you say you

laughing. "Since when did you

to argue. I've delivered your stuff; I'm out of

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

what? Why would they tow my

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

grinding his teeth, "Couldn't you, just maybe,

garage

was speechless, finally settling on

as if

Leopold's stomach began to rumble. He tapped

looking back, Griffin gestured

sandwiches inside, alongside cans of soda -

could not help but ask, "Is this what you

an affirmation, "Just me here, so I

felt a

noticed Griffin

would be on a

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

on the floor under the light, falling across

the fridge into Griffin's noodle cup, then placed

wolfing down the nutritionally void

had not stopped, and Griffin was still engrossed in her research. Bored out of his

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

noodles were

"You're working too

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

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

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

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