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!

he staggered backward and collapsed

he came to, or more accurately, when he could finally open his left eye again,

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

nuts! Didn’t you say you didn’t want to see me? How

out laughing. “Since when did you start following orders

energy to argue. I’ve delivered your

pointed outside, “It’s pouring rain,

dumbfounded, “Wait, what? Why would

if it were the most obvious thing in the

teeth, “Couldn’t you, just maybe, help me out and move the car

garage isn’t

finally settling on the couch

as if he was

began to rumble. He tapped the desk,

Griffin gestured toward the

pre-made sandwiches inside, alongside cans

ask, “Is this what you

hummed an affirmation, “Just me here,

reason, Leopold felt a sudden pang of

Griffin

she would be on a

mumbling, “For a young woman, you could take better care

turned to find Griffin with headphones on,

the floor under the light,

silently added the only sausage left from the fridge into

wolfing down

the rain had not stopped, and Griffin was still engrossed in her research. Bored out of his mind, Leopold eventually dozed

he found Griffin asleep on the carpet, leaning against the couch, blue pen still clutched in hand, the other

instant noodles were

sighed. “You’re working

he approached and squatted beside her, staring at her with unknown thoughts in his

a little flushed, and

of silence, he lifted her into a more comfortable position on the

noodles, he tossed it

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