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

or more accurately, when he could finally open his

remarked, “Are you nuts? Sneaking up behind people

who’s nuts! Didn’t you say you didn’t want to

“Since when did you start following orders so

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

pointed outside, “It’s pouring

Why would

were blocking traffic,” Griffin said as if it were the most obvious thing

his teeth, “Couldn’t you, just maybe, help me out and move the car into

garage isn’t for

speechless, finally settling on the

as if he

stomach began to rumble. He tapped the

back, Griffin gestured

pre-made sandwiches inside, alongside cans of soda

but ask, “Is this what you

affirmation, “Just me

Leopold felt

noticed Griffin seemed much

course, she would be on a

“For a young woman, you could take better care of yourself. Why not keep

Griffin with headphones on,

floor

the fridge into Griffin’s noodle cup, then

wolfing down the nutritionally

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

leaning against the couch, blue pen still clutched in hand, the other two pens precariously perched in

instant noodles

sighed. “You’re working too

right eye less swollen, he approached and squatted beside her, staring at her with unknown thoughts in his

a little flushed, and so was his

her into a more comfortable position on the couch,

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

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