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 left eye again, all the lights in

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

nuts! Didn't you say you didn't want

when did you start following orders

"I don't have the energy to argue.

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

Why would they

Griffin said as if it were

fists, grinding his teeth, "Couldn't you, just maybe, help me out and move the

garage isn't for storing Husky

finally settling on

her work as if he was not

began to rumble. He tapped the

gestured toward

noodles and pre-made sandwiches inside, alongside cans of soda - the classic bachelor's

ask,

"Just me here, so

some reason, Leopold felt a sudden

he noticed Griffin

course, she would be on a

take better care of yourself. Why not keep some veggies or some meat in the house? This..." He turned

on the floor under the light,

only sausage left from the fridge into Griffin's noodle cup, then placed it quietly on the desk

the couch, wolfing down the

the rain had not stopped, and Griffin was still engrossed in her research. Bored out of his mind, Leopold eventually dozed off on the

couch, blue pen still

noodles were

sighed. "You're working

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 a little flushed, and

lifted her into a more comfortable position on the couch,

untouched instant noodles, he tossed it aside,

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