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 could finally open his left eye again, all

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

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

when did you start following orders

to argue. I've delivered your stuff;

fast," Griffin pointed outside, "It's pouring rain, and the

what? Why would they tow my

if it were the

you, just maybe, help me out and move the car

garage

settling on the

her work as if he was

to rumble.

looking back, Griffin gestured toward the fridge,

and pre-made sandwiches inside, alongside cans of

ask, "Is this what you usually

affirmation, "Just me here, so

felt a

noticed Griffin seemed much thinner than

be on

not keep some veggies

the floor

added the only sausage left from the fridge into Griffin's

wolfing down the

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

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

instant noodles were

"You're

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

he lifted her into a more comfortable position

the untouched instant noodles, he tossed it aside, grabbed

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