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.

accurately, when he could finally open his

there, casually 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 to

the one who's nuts! Didn't you say you didn't want to see me? How

laughing. "Since when did

"I don't have the energy to argue. I've

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

was dumbfounded, "Wait, what? Why would they tow

were blocking traffic," Griffin said as if it

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

my garage isn't for storing

speechless, finally settling on the

if he was

rumble. He

back, Griffin gestured

sandwiches inside, alongside cans of soda - the classic bachelor's

help but ask, "Is

hummed an affirmation, "Just me

felt a sudden pang of

noticed Griffin seemed

would be on a diet

take better care of yourself. Why not keep

stretched out on the floor under the light, falling

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

wolfing down

and Griffin was still engrossed in her research. Bored out

blue pen still

instant noodles

"You're working

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

of silence, he lifted her into a more comfortable position on the couch, draping his jacket over

untouched instant noodles, he tossed it aside,

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