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.

or more accurately, when he could finally open his

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

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

out laughing. "Since when did you start following

energy to argue. I've

pouring rain, and the

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

blocking traffic," Griffin said as if it were the most

just maybe, help me out and move the car into your

smirked. "Sorry, my garage isn't

settling on

continued her work as if he was not

Leopold's stomach began to rumble. He tapped the desk,

back, Griffin gestured toward the

pre-made sandwiches inside, alongside cans of soda - the

not help but ask, "Is this what you

affirmation, "Just me here,

some reason, Leopold felt a

the first time, he noticed Griffin

be on a diet

a young woman, you could take better care of yourself. Why not keep some veggies or

the floor under the light, falling across

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

couch, wolfing down the nutritionally

still engrossed in her

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

instant noodles were

"You're working too

mind. Suddenly,

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

at the untouched instant noodles, he tossed it aside,

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