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 backward and collapsed to

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

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

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

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

“I don’t have the energy to argue.

pointed outside, “It’s pouring

Why would they

it were the most obvious thing in the

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

my garage

was speechless, finally settling on the couch in

work as if he was

to rumble. He tapped the desk,

back, Griffin gestured toward

pre-made sandwiches inside, alongside cans

not help but ask, “Is this what

me here, so

felt

first time, he noticed Griffin seemed much thinner than

be

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

Griffin with headphones

floor under

the fridge

on the couch, wolfing down the nutritionally

Griffin was still engrossed in her research. Bored out

couch, blue pen still clutched in hand, the other two pens

noodles were

sighed. “You’re

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

a little flushed, and so

he lifted her into a more comfortable position

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

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