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.

open his

perusing the documents, and upon seeing Leopold awake, she nonchalantly remarked, "Are you nuts? Sneaking up behind people all in black

nuts! Didn't you say you didn't want to see me? How else was I

when did you start

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

"It's pouring rain, and the cops towed

"Wait, what? Why would they tow

blocking traffic," Griffin said as if it

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

garage isn't for

finally settling

her work as if he

stomach began to rumble. He tapped

Griffin gestured

sandwiches inside, alongside cans of soda - the classic bachelor's

help but ask, "Is this what

hummed an affirmation, "Just me here, so I

reason, Leopold felt

noticed Griffin

be on a diet like

care of yourself. Why not keep some veggies or some meat in the house? This..."

floor under the

from the fridge into Griffin's noodle cup,

wolfing

had not stopped, and Griffin was still engrossed in her research.

the couch, blue pen still clutched in hand,

instant noodles were

sighed. "You're working

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

of silence, he lifted her into a more comfortable position on the couch, draping his jacket

tossed it aside, grabbed Griffin's car

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