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.

could finally open his left eye again,

was 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 do you expect someone

say you didn't want to see me? How else was I supposed to hide my

"Since when did you

don't have the energy to argue. I've delivered

pouring

Why would

as if it were the

just maybe, help me out and

my garage isn't for storing Husky

was speechless, finally settling on the couch in

her work as if he was not

to rumble. He tapped the desk,

looking back, Griffin gestured toward the fridge, "Help

inside, alongside cans of

ask, "Is this what you usually

an affirmation, "Just me here, so I

felt a sudden

noticed Griffin seemed

course, she would be on

two cups of noodles, mumbling, "For a young woman, you could take better care of yourself. Why not keep some

stretched out on the floor under

lips and silently added the only sausage left from the fridge into Griffin's

the couch, wolfing down the nutritionally void

engrossed in her research. Bored out

blue pen still clutched in hand, the other two pens precariously perched in her

instant noodles were

"You're

her with unknown thoughts in his mind. Suddenly, Griffin's head dropped, and Leopold caught it as quickly as possible. His

into a more

he tossed it aside, grabbed Griffin's car

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