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.

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

nuts? Sneaking up behind people all in black with a

right eye. "You're the one who's nuts! Didn't you say you didn't want to see me? How else was I supposed to

"Since when

the energy to argue. I've

pouring rain, and the cops

"Wait, what? Why

Griffin said as if it were the most obvious thing

maybe, help me

my garage isn't for storing

speechless, finally settling on the

as if

rumble. He tapped

back, Griffin gestured toward the fridge,

inside,

ask, "Is this what you

me here, so I

felt a sudden pang

the first time, he noticed Griffin

be

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 Griffin with headphones on,

floor under the light, falling

only sausage left from the fridge into

sat on the couch, wolfing

and Griffin was still engrossed in her research. Bored out of his mind, Leopold eventually dozed off on the

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

instant noodles

sighed. "You're working

and squatted beside her, staring at her with unknown thoughts in his mind. Suddenly, Griffin's head dropped, and Leopold caught it as quickly as possible. His face was

into a

instant noodles, he tossed it aside, grabbed

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