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

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

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

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

burst out laughing. “Since when

sharply. “I don’t have the energy to

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

what? Why

if it were the most obvious thing in the

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

garage

was speechless, finally settling on the

as if he was not

began to rumble. He tapped the desk,

looking back, Griffin gestured toward

noodles and pre-made sandwiches inside, alongside cans of soda – the

not help but ask, “Is

an affirmation, “Just me here,

reason, Leopold felt

he noticed Griffin

course, she would be on a diet like

a young woman, you could take better care of yourself. Why not keep some veggies or

to find Griffin

floor under the light, falling across her

lips and silently added the only sausage left from the fridge into Griffin’s

the couch, wolfing down

not stopped, and Griffin was still engrossed in her research. Bored out of his mind, Leopold

the couch, blue pen still clutched in

noodles were

sighed. “You’re

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

a little flushed, and

lifted her into a more comfortable position on the couch,

untouched instant noodles, he tossed it aside, grabbed

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