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.

open his

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

who's nuts! Didn't you say you

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

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

outside, "It's pouring rain, and the

was dumbfounded, "Wait, what? Why

it

maybe,

smirked. "Sorry, my garage

speechless, finally settling

work as if he

stomach began to rumble. He

looking back, Griffin gestured toward the

but instant noodles and pre-made sandwiches inside, alongside

could not help but ask, "Is

hummed an affirmation, "Just me

some reason, Leopold felt a sudden pang of

he noticed Griffin seemed much thinner

course, she would be on a diet like

yourself. Why not keep some veggies or some meat

out on the floor under the

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

wolfing down the nutritionally void

engrossed in her research. Bored out of his

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

instant noodles

sighed. "You're working

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

into a more comfortable position on the couch, draping his jacket

tossed it aside, grabbed Griffin's car keys, and

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