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.

accurately, when he could finally open his left eye again, all

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

Didn't you say you didn't want

when did

don't have the energy to

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

was dumbfounded, "Wait, what? Why would they tow my

it were the most obvious thing

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

smirked. "Sorry, my garage isn't

speechless, finally settling on the

work as if he was

to rumble. He tapped

back, Griffin gestured toward

but instant noodles and pre-made sandwiches inside,

help but ask, "Is this

me here,

Leopold felt a sudden

he noticed Griffin seemed much thinner than

be on a diet like

preparing two cups of noodles, 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 turned to find

floor under the light, falling across her

licked his lips and silently added the only sausage left from the fridge into Griffin's noodle cup,

the couch, wolfing down the nutritionally

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

asleep on the carpet, leaning against the couch, blue pen still clutched in hand, the other two pens precariously perched in her

noodles

sighed. "You're

squatted beside her, staring at her with unknown thoughts in his mind. Suddenly,

into a more

he tossed

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