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 collapsed to

more accurately, when he could finally open his left eye again, all the lights

the documents, and upon seeing Leopold awake, she nonchalantly remarked, “Are you nuts? Sneaking

you didn’t want to see me? How else was I supposed to hide my

“Since when did

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

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

dumbfounded, “Wait, what? Why would they tow my

Griffin said as if it were the most obvious

you, just maybe, help me

my garage isn’t

finally settling on

work as if he was not

to rumble. He tapped the desk,

back, Griffin gestured toward

but instant noodles and pre-made sandwiches inside, alongside cans of

but ask, “Is

an affirmation, “Just me here, so I make

reason, Leopold felt a sudden pang

Griffin seemed

of course, she would be

woman, you could take better care of yourself. Why not keep some veggies or some meat in the

to find Griffin

out on the floor under the light, falling across her

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

wolfing

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

couch, blue pen still clutched in hand, the

instant noodles

sighed. “You’re working

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

was a little flushed, and

few minutes of silence, he lifted her into a more

noodles, he tossed it aside, grabbed Griffin’s car keys, and

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