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 backward and

open

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

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

“Since when

to argue. I’ve

so fast,” Griffin pointed outside, “It’s pouring rain, and

“Wait, what? Why would they tow

said as if it were the most obvious

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

“Sorry, my garage

speechless, finally settling on

work as if

stomach began to rumble. He tapped

looking back, Griffin gestured toward the fridge,

instant noodles and pre-made sandwiches inside, alongside cans

could not help but ask, “Is this what you

“Just me here,

some reason, Leopold felt a sudden pang of

he noticed Griffin seemed much thinner than

she would be

woman, you could take better care of yourself.

turned to find Griffin with headphones

out on the floor

added the only sausage left from the fridge into Griffin’s noodle

the couch, wolfing down

was still engrossed in her research. Bored out of his mind, Leopold

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

instant noodles

sighed. “You’re

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

little flushed, and

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

the untouched instant noodles, he tossed it aside, grabbed Griffin’s car keys,

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