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!

danced before Leopold’s eyes as he staggered backward and collapsed to

accurately, when he could finally open his

upon seeing Leopold awake, she nonchalantly remarked, “Are you nuts? Sneaking up behind people all in black with a mask? How do

eye. “You’re the one who’s nuts! Didn’t you say you didn’t want to see

burst out laughing. “Since when did you start following orders

“I don’t have the energy to argue.

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

what? Why would they tow

were blocking traffic,” Griffin said as if it were the most obvious thing

just maybe, help me

smirked. “Sorry, my garage isn’t

settling

her work as if he

stomach began to rumble. He

gestured toward the

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

help but ask,

hummed an affirmation, “Just me

reason, Leopold felt a

time, he noticed Griffin seemed much thinner than

of course, she would be on

started preparing two cups of noodles, mumbling, “For a young woman, you could take better care of yourself. Why

to find Griffin with headphones on, ignoring

shadow stretched out on the floor under the light,

added the only sausage left from the fridge into Griffin’s noodle cup, then placed it quietly on the

sat on the couch, wolfing down

and Griffin was still engrossed in her research. Bored

he found Griffin asleep on the carpet, leaning against the couch, blue pen

instant noodles

“You’re working too

his right eye less swollen, he approached and squatted beside her, staring at her with unknown thoughts in his mind. Suddenly, Griffin’s head dropped, and Leopold

a little flushed, and so

he lifted her into a more

instant noodles, he tossed it aside, grabbed Griffin’s

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