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

remarked, "Are you nuts? Sneaking up behind people all in black with

"You're the one who's nuts! Didn't you say you didn't want

out laughing. "Since when did you start following orders so

the energy to argue. I've

outside, "It's pouring

dumbfounded, "Wait, what? Why

said as if it were the most

maybe, help me out and move

my garage

settling on the couch in

her work as if he was

to rumble.

looking back, Griffin gestured toward the

inside, alongside cans of soda - the classic bachelor's

could not help but ask, "Is this

an affirmation, "Just me

Leopold felt a sudden pang

the first time, he noticed Griffin seemed much thinner than he

be on a diet

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

shadow stretched out on the floor under the light, falling across her

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

the couch, wolfing down the

in her research. Bored out of his mind, Leopold

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

noodles

sighed. "You're working

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

minutes of silence, he lifted her into a more comfortable position on

tossed it aside,

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