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.

came to, or more accurately, when he could finally open his left eye again, all the lights in Griffin's

you nuts? Sneaking up behind people all in black with a

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

"Since when did you start following orders

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

"It's pouring rain, and the cops

Why would

it were the most obvious thing

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

smirked. "Sorry, my garage

finally settling

her work as if he was not

rumble.

Griffin gestured toward the fridge,

found nothing but instant noodles and pre-made sandwiches inside, alongside cans of soda - the classic bachelor's

not help but ask, "Is this what you

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

Leopold felt a sudden pang

noticed Griffin seemed

be

of yourself. Why not keep some

floor under

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

and Griffin was still engrossed in her research. Bored

the couch, blue pen

instant noodles were

"You're working too

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

a more comfortable position on the couch, draping his jacket

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

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