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!

Leopold’s eyes as he

or more accurately, when he could finally open

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

you say you didn’t want to see me?

burst out laughing. “Since when did you start following orders so

to argue. I’ve

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

what? Why

said as if it were the most obvious thing in

teeth, “Couldn’t you, just maybe,

“Sorry, my garage isn’t

settling on the couch in

continued her work as if he was not even

began to rumble. He tapped the desk,

back, Griffin gestured toward the

and pre-made sandwiches inside, alongside cans

help but ask, “Is this what

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

Leopold felt a

he noticed Griffin seemed much

of course, she would be

could take better care of yourself. Why not keep some veggies or some meat

turned to find Griffin with headphones

out on the floor

fridge into Griffin’s

wolfing

her research.

on the carpet, leaning against the couch, blue pen still clutched in hand, the other two pens

instant noodles

“You’re working

unknown thoughts in his mind. Suddenly, Griffin’s head dropped, and Leopold caught it as

face was a little flushed, and so was his

a more

untouched instant noodles, he tossed it aside, grabbed

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