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

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

documents, and upon seeing Leopold awake, she nonchalantly remarked, “Are you nuts? Sneaking up behind people all in black with a mask? How

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

nearly burst out laughing. “Since when did you start following

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

pouring rain,

Why would

said as if it were the most obvious thing in

you, just maybe, help me out and

garage isn’t for storing

settling on the couch in

if he was not

to rumble. He tapped

back, Griffin gestured toward the fridge,

and pre-made sandwiches inside, alongside cans

help but ask, “Is this what

an affirmation, “Just me here, so

some reason, Leopold felt a

time, he noticed Griffin seemed much

she would be on a diet

“For a young woman, you could take better

to find Griffin with headphones on, ignoring

shadow stretched out on the floor under the light, falling

silently added the only sausage left from the fridge

the couch, wolfing down the nutritionally

was still engrossed in her research. Bored out of his mind, Leopold eventually dozed off on

Griffin asleep on the carpet, leaning against the couch, blue pen still clutched in hand,

noodles

“You’re

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

little flushed, and so was

into a more comfortable position

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

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