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

Leopold awake, she nonchalantly remarked, "Are you nuts?

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

nearly burst out laughing. "Since when did you start following orders so

energy to argue. I've delivered your

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

what? Why

as if it were the most obvious thing in

just maybe, help me out and move the

my garage isn't for

was speechless, finally settling

if he was

began to rumble. He tapped

back, Griffin gestured

found nothing but instant noodles and pre-made sandwiches inside, alongside cans of soda -

but ask, "Is

"Just me here, so I make

felt a sudden

the first time, he noticed Griffin seemed much thinner than he

course, she would be on

preparing two cups of noodles, mumbling, "For a young woman, you could take better care of yourself. Why not keep some veggies or some

floor under the light, falling across her

only sausage left from the fridge

wolfing down the nutritionally

in her research. Bored

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

instant noodles

sighed. "You're working too

unknown thoughts in his mind. Suddenly, Griffin's head dropped,

minutes of silence, he lifted her into a more comfortable position on the couch,

noodles, he tossed it aside,

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