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!

before Leopold’s eyes as he staggered

or more accurately, when he could finally open his left eye again, all the lights in Griffin’s place

seeing Leopold awake, she nonchalantly remarked, “Are you nuts? Sneaking up

clutched his right eye. “You’re the one who’s nuts! Didn’t you say you didn’t want to see me? How else was I supposed to

burst out laughing. “Since when

to argue.

pouring rain,

“Wait, what? Why would they

as if it were the most

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

garage isn’t for storing

was speechless, finally settling on

her work as if he was not

rumble. He tapped the

looking back, Griffin gestured toward the

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

ask, “Is this what you

“Just me here, so

felt a sudden pang

Griffin seemed much

course, she would be on

noodles, mumbling, “For a young woman, you could take better care of yourself. Why not keep some veggies or some meat in the house?

find Griffin

the floor under the light, falling across

licked his lips and silently added the only sausage left from the fridge into Griffin’s noodle cup, then placed it quietly on

sat on the couch, wolfing down the nutritionally

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

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

instant noodles were

“You’re working

at her with unknown thoughts in his mind. Suddenly, Griffin’s

a little flushed,

a few minutes of silence, he lifted her into a more comfortable position

instant noodles, he tossed it aside, grabbed

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