The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

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!

as he staggered backward and collapsed

accurately, when he could finally open his left

upon seeing Leopold awake, she nonchalantly remarked, “Are you nuts?

the one who’s nuts! Didn’t you say you didn’t

out laughing. “Since when did you start following

don’t have the energy to argue. I’ve delivered your stuff; I’m out of

Griffin pointed outside, “It’s pouring rain, and the cops

Why would they tow

it

teeth, “Couldn’t you, just maybe,

garage isn’t for

finally settling on

as if he was not even

Leopold’s stomach began to rumble.

gestured

sandwiches inside, alongside cans of soda –

but ask, “Is this what you usually

hummed an affirmation, “Just me here, so

Leopold felt a

time, he noticed Griffin seemed much thinner than

she would be on a diet

you could take better care of yourself. Why not

find Griffin with headphones

floor under

only sausage left from the fridge into Griffin’s noodle cup, then

wolfing

had not stopped, and Griffin was still engrossed in her research. Bored

against the couch, blue pen still clutched in

instant noodles

“You’re

squatted beside her, staring at her with unknown thoughts in his mind. Suddenly, Griffin’s

little flushed, and so was his

into a more comfortable position on the couch, draping

tossed it aside, grabbed Griffin’s car

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