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.

when he could finally open his left eye again,

seeing Leopold awake, she nonchalantly remarked, "Are you nuts? Sneaking up behind

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

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

sharply. "I don't have the energy to

pointed outside, "It's pouring rain, and

"Wait, what? Why

blocking traffic," Griffin said as if it were

maybe, help

"Sorry, my garage isn't for storing Husky

speechless, finally settling on the

as if he was not

to rumble. He tapped

gestured

sandwiches inside, alongside cans of

help but ask,

"Just me here, so I

some reason, Leopold felt a sudden pang of

Griffin

would be on

two cups of noodles, mumbling, "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 to find

floor under the light,

and silently added the only sausage left from the fridge into Griffin's

wolfing down the nutritionally

engrossed in her research. Bored out of his mind, Leopold eventually dozed

carpet, leaning against the couch, blue

noodles were

"You're

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

her into a more comfortable position

at the untouched instant noodles, he tossed it aside, grabbed Griffin's car

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