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

to, or more accurately, when he could finally open

perusing the documents, and upon seeing Leopold awake, she nonchalantly remarked, “Are you nuts? Sneaking up behind people all in black with a mask? How do you expect someone to

you didn’t want to see me? How else

burst out laughing. “Since when did you start following

sharply. “I don’t have the energy to

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

what? Why would

Griffin said as if it were the most

you, just maybe,

my garage isn’t for

finally settling on

as if

stomach began to rumble. He tapped the

Griffin gestured toward the

and pre-made sandwiches inside, alongside cans of

help but ask, “Is this what

hummed an affirmation, “Just me here, so I make

Leopold felt

the first time, he noticed Griffin

course, she would be

better care of yourself.

find Griffin with headphones on, ignoring

on the floor under

fridge into

sat on the couch, wolfing

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

found Griffin asleep on the carpet, leaning against the couch, blue

noodles

sighed. “You’re

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

little flushed, and so was his

into a more comfortable position on

instant noodles, he tossed it aside,

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