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.

when he could finally open

"Are you nuts? Sneaking up behind

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

laughing. "Since when did you start following orders so

have the energy to argue.

outside, "It's pouring

dumbfounded, "Wait, what? Why would

as if it

teeth, "Couldn't you, just maybe, help me out

garage isn't for

finally settling

her work as if he was not even

to rumble. He tapped the desk,

gestured toward

sandwiches inside, alongside cans of soda - the classic

ask,

me here, so I

reason, Leopold felt a sudden

he noticed Griffin seemed

course, she would be on a diet

could take better care of yourself. Why not keep some veggies

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

from the fridge into Griffin's noodle cup, then placed it quietly on

couch, wolfing down

stopped, and Griffin was still engrossed in her research. Bored out of his mind,

he found Griffin asleep on the carpet, leaning against the couch, blue pen

noodles were

sighed. "You're working too

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

into a more comfortable

instant noodles, he tossed it aside, grabbed

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