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

and upon seeing Leopold awake, she nonchalantly remarked, "Are you nuts? Sneaking up behind people

say you didn't

when did you start

have the energy to argue. I've

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

dumbfounded, "Wait, what? Why would they tow

traffic," Griffin said as if it were the most obvious thing

you, just maybe, help me out and move

my garage isn't for storing Husky

speechless, finally settling on the

continued her work as if he

to rumble. He

looking back, Griffin gestured toward the fridge, "Help

inside, alongside cans

could not help but ask, "Is this what you usually

an affirmation, "Just me

reason, Leopold felt a

he noticed Griffin seemed

she would be on

woman, you could take better care of yourself. Why not keep some veggies or some meat in the house? This..." He turned to find Griffin with headphones

floor under the light, falling

the only sausage left from the fridge into

wolfing

engrossed in her research. Bored out

he found Griffin asleep on the carpet, leaning against the couch, blue pen still clutched in hand, the other

noodles

sighed. "You're working too

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

he lifted her into a more comfortable position on the couch, draping

the untouched instant noodles, he tossed it aside, grabbed

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