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.

he could finally open his left eye again,

nuts? Sneaking up behind people all in black with

you say you didn't want to see me? How else

out laughing. "Since when did you start following orders so

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

pouring rain, and

Why would they tow my

if it were the most obvious thing

just maybe, help me out and move the

garage isn't for storing

finally settling on

if he was not even

rumble. He tapped the

back, Griffin gestured toward the fridge,

inside, alongside cans of soda - the classic

ask, "Is

me here, so

felt a sudden pang

noticed Griffin seemed much

would be on a diet like

Why not keep some veggies or

stretched out on the floor under the light, falling

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

the couch, wolfing down

her research. Bored out of his

against the couch, blue pen still clutched in hand, the other two

instant noodles were

sighed. "You're working too

at her with unknown thoughts in his mind. Suddenly, Griffin's head dropped,

into a more comfortable position

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

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