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

casually perusing the documents, and upon seeing Leopold awake, she nonchalantly remarked, "Are you nuts? Sneaking up

his right eye. "You're the one who's nuts! Didn't you say you didn't want to see me? How else was I supposed to hide my

laughing. "Since when did you

exhaled sharply. "I don't have the energy to

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

what? Why would

it were the most

"Couldn't you, just maybe,

"Sorry, my garage isn't for storing

was speechless, finally settling on

continued her work as if he

to rumble. He tapped the desk,

back, Griffin gestured toward the

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

not help but ask, "Is

an affirmation, "Just me here, so

felt

time, he noticed Griffin seemed much

she would be on

better care of yourself. Why not keep some veggies or some meat in the house? This..." He turned to find Griffin with headphones on,

floor under the light,

the fridge into Griffin's

on the couch, wolfing

not stopped, and Griffin was still engrossed in her research. Bored out of his

the carpet, leaning against the couch, blue pen still

noodles were

sighed. "You're

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,

few minutes of silence, he lifted her into a more comfortable

noodles, he tossed it aside, grabbed Griffin's

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