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

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

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

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

“Since when did

“I don’t have the energy to argue. I’ve delivered

pouring rain, and the

“Wait, what? Why would they tow

as if it

“Couldn’t you, just maybe, help me out and move

smirked. “Sorry, my garage isn’t for storing

finally settling on the

as if he was not

began to rumble. He

Griffin gestured toward the fridge,

instant noodles and pre-made sandwiches inside, alongside

not help but ask, “Is this

me here,

some reason, Leopold felt

Griffin seemed much thinner

be on a diet like

could take better care of yourself. Why not

turned to find Griffin

shadow stretched out on the floor under

silently added the only sausage left from the fridge into Griffin’s noodle cup, then placed it quietly

sat on the couch, wolfing down the

in her

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

instant noodles

sighed. “You’re working too

approached and squatted beside her, staring at her with unknown thoughts in his mind. Suddenly,

a little flushed,

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

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

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