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

open

remarked, “Are you nuts? Sneaking up behind people all in black with a mask? How do

nuts! Didn’t you say you didn’t want to

laughing. “Since when

exhaled sharply. “I don’t have the energy to argue. I’ve

“It’s pouring rain, and the cops towed your

dumbfounded, “Wait, what? Why

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

his fists, grinding his teeth, “Couldn’t you, just maybe, help me out and move the car into your

garage

settling

continued her work as if he was not

rumble. He

gestured toward the

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

not help but ask, “Is this what you usually

an affirmation, “Just me here, so I

some reason, Leopold felt a

the first time, he noticed Griffin

of course, she would be on a

better

Griffin with headphones on, ignoring

floor under

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

couch, wolfing down

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

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

instant noodles were

sighed. “You’re working

staring at her with unknown thoughts in his mind. Suddenly,

flushed, and

silence, he lifted her into a more comfortable position on the couch, draping his jacket over

instant noodles, he tossed it aside,

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