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

nuts? Sneaking up behind people all in black with a mask? How do you expect someone to

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

“Since when did you start following

exhaled sharply. “I don’t have the energy to argue. I’ve delivered your stuff; I’m

outside, “It’s pouring rain, and the cops

was dumbfounded, “Wait, what? Why would

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

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

“Sorry, my garage isn’t for

speechless, finally settling on the couch

her work as if he

began to rumble.

back, Griffin gestured toward the fridge,

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

ask, “Is

hummed an affirmation, “Just me here, so I

Leopold felt a sudden pang

Griffin seemed much thinner than he

be

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

to find Griffin with

floor under

lips and silently added the only sausage left from the fridge into Griffin’s noodle cup,

the couch, wolfing down the

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

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

instant noodles

“You’re working too

with unknown thoughts in his mind. Suddenly, Griffin’s head dropped, and Leopold caught it as

was a little flushed,

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

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

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