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 staggered backward and collapsed to the

could finally open his left eye again, all the

she nonchalantly remarked, “Are you nuts? Sneaking up behind people all

eye. “You’re the one who’s nuts! Didn’t you say you didn’t want

burst out laughing. “Since when did you start following

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

outside, “It’s pouring

what? Why would

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

just maybe, help me out and move

garage isn’t for storing Husky

was speechless, finally settling on the couch in

continued her work as if

Leopold’s stomach began to rumble.

Griffin gestured toward the fridge,

instant noodles and pre-made sandwiches inside, alongside cans of soda –

not help but ask, “Is this what you usually

me here, so I

reason, Leopold felt a sudden pang

he noticed Griffin

of course, she would be

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

turned to find Griffin with headphones

shadow stretched out on the floor under the light,

the fridge

on the couch, wolfing

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

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

instant noodles

“You’re working

eye less swollen, he approached and squatted beside her, staring at her with unknown

little flushed, and so

minutes of silence, he lifted her into a more comfortable position on the couch, draping his

instant noodles, he tossed it

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