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 left eye again, all

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

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

out laughing. "Since when did you start following orders

have the energy to argue. I've delivered

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

was dumbfounded, "Wait, what? Why would

it were the most obvious

you, just maybe, help me out and move

my garage isn't

was speechless, finally settling on the couch

her work as if he

began to rumble. He tapped the desk,

gestured

sandwiches inside, alongside cans

ask, "Is this what

affirmation, "Just me

felt a sudden pang

Griffin

would be

not keep some veggies or

stretched out on the floor under the light, falling

sausage left from the fridge into

wolfing down

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

leaning against the couch, blue pen still

instant noodles

sighed. "You're

his mind. Suddenly, Griffin's head dropped, and Leopold caught it as quickly as

few minutes of silence, he lifted her into a more

tossed

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