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

open his left eye again, all the lights in Griffin’s

“Are you nuts? Sneaking up behind people

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

“Since when did you start following orders

the energy to argue.

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

was dumbfounded, “Wait, what? Why would they

as if it were

maybe, help me out and move the

“Sorry, my garage isn’t for storing

speechless, finally settling

as if he

to rumble. He

Griffin gestured toward the fridge, “Help

but instant noodles and pre-made sandwiches inside,

but ask, “Is

“Just me here, so I

Leopold felt a sudden

first time, he noticed Griffin seemed

course, she would be on a

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

to find Griffin with

stretched out on the floor under the

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

on the couch, wolfing down the nutritionally void

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

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

instant noodles

sighed. “You’re working

unknown thoughts in his mind.

little flushed, and so was his

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

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

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