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!

eyes as he staggered

finally open his left eye again, all the lights in

“Are you nuts?

who’s nuts! Didn’t you say you didn’t want to see me? How else was I supposed

burst out laughing. “Since when did

energy to argue. I’ve delivered your stuff; I’m out of

pointed outside, “It’s pouring rain, and

dumbfounded, “Wait, what? Why would they

it were the most obvious thing

you, just maybe, help me out and move the car into

“Sorry, my garage

finally settling

as if he was

rumble. He

gestured toward the fridge,

inside, alongside cans of soda – the classic bachelor’s

could not help but ask, “Is

affirmation, “Just me here,

some reason, Leopold felt

the first time, he noticed Griffin seemed much

would be

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

Griffin with headphones

stretched out on the floor under

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

wolfing down the nutritionally void

still engrossed in her research. Bored out

asleep on the carpet, leaning against the couch, blue pen still clutched in hand, the other two pens

noodles were

sighed. “You’re

at her with unknown thoughts in his mind. Suddenly, Griffin’s head dropped, and Leopold caught

face was a little flushed,

into a more comfortable position

untouched instant noodles, he tossed

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