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.

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

the documents, and upon seeing Leopold awake, she nonchalantly remarked, "Are you nuts? Sneaking up behind people all in

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

burst out laughing. "Since when did you start following

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

outside, "It's pouring rain, and

dumbfounded, "Wait, what? Why would they

it were the most

clenched his fists, grinding his teeth, "Couldn't you, just maybe, help me

smirked. "Sorry, my garage isn't for

finally settling on

work as if he was

began to rumble. He tapped the desk,

looking back, Griffin gestured toward the

pre-made sandwiches inside,

not help but ask, "Is this what you usually

"Just me here,

felt a sudden pang

first time, he noticed Griffin seemed

she would be on

"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

the floor under the

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

the couch, wolfing down

stopped, and Griffin was still engrossed in her research. Bored

asleep on the carpet, leaning against the couch, blue pen

noodles were

sighed. "You're working

thoughts in his mind. Suddenly, Griffin's head dropped, and Leopold caught it as

lifted her into a more comfortable position on the

the untouched instant noodles, he tossed it aside, grabbed

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