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.

more accurately, when he could finally open his

awake, she nonchalantly remarked, "Are you nuts? Sneaking up behind people all in black

right eye. "You're the one who's nuts! Didn't you say you didn't want to see me? How else was I supposed to hide my

laughing. "Since when did you start following

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

fast," Griffin pointed outside, "It's pouring rain, and the cops

dumbfounded, "Wait, what? Why would they

traffic," Griffin said as if it

just maybe, help me out and move the car

my garage isn't for storing

finally settling on the couch

if he was

rumble. He tapped the

Griffin gestured toward the

instant noodles and pre-made sandwiches inside, alongside cans of soda

ask, "Is

an affirmation, "Just me here, so I make

felt a

first time, he noticed Griffin

of course, she would be on a diet

mumbling, "For a young woman, you could take better care of yourself. Why not keep some veggies or some meat in the house? This..." He

floor under the light, falling

the fridge

wolfing down

her research. Bored out of his mind, Leopold

on the carpet, leaning against the couch, blue pen still clutched in hand, the other

noodles

"You're

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

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

the untouched instant noodles, he tossed it

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