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!

Leopold’s eyes as he staggered backward and collapsed

he could finally open his left eye again, all

was there, casually perusing the documents, and upon seeing Leopold awake, she nonchalantly remarked, “Are you nuts? Sneaking up behind people all in

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

nearly burst out laughing. “Since when

to argue. I’ve delivered your stuff; I’m

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

Why would they tow

said as if it

his teeth, “Couldn’t you, just maybe, help me out

my garage

speechless, finally settling

her work as if he

to rumble.

gestured toward the fridge,

nothing but instant noodles and pre-made sandwiches inside, alongside cans

but ask, “Is this what

hummed an affirmation, “Just me here,

Leopold felt a sudden pang

the first time, he noticed Griffin seemed much

would be

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

Griffin with headphones on, ignoring

out on the floor under the light,

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

wolfing down the nutritionally void

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

he awoke, he found Griffin asleep on the carpet, leaning against the couch, blue pen still clutched in hand, the other two pens precariously perched in

noodles

“You’re working too

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

face was a little flushed, and so was

a few minutes of silence, he lifted her into a

tossed it aside, grabbed Griffin’s car

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