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.

or more accurately, when he could finally open his left eye again, all the lights

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

you say you didn't want to see me? How else was

out laughing. "Since when

exhaled sharply. "I don't have the energy to argue. I've delivered your stuff;

Griffin pointed outside, "It's pouring

what? Why would they

traffic," Griffin said as if it

"Couldn't you, just maybe, help

garage

finally settling on the couch

continued her work as if he was not

began to rumble.

gestured toward the

and pre-made sandwiches inside,

but ask, "Is this what you

an affirmation, "Just me

reason, Leopold felt a sudden pang

Griffin seemed much

she would be

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

shadow stretched out on the floor

left from the fridge into

couch, wolfing down

rain had not stopped, and Griffin was still engrossed in her research. Bored out of

he found Griffin 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 working too

mind. Suddenly,

a few minutes of silence, he lifted her into a more

at the untouched instant noodles, he tossed it

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