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

could finally open his left eye again, all

and upon seeing Leopold awake, she nonchalantly remarked, “Are you nuts? Sneaking up

“You’re the one who’s nuts! Didn’t you say you didn’t want to see me?

“Since when did you start following orders

exhaled sharply. “I don’t have the energy to

outside, “It’s pouring

Why

it were the most obvious thing

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

“Sorry, my garage

speechless, finally settling on the couch in

if he was

to rumble. He

back, Griffin gestured toward the fridge,

instant noodles and pre-made sandwiches inside, alongside

could not help but ask, “Is this what you usually

me here, so

reason, Leopold felt a sudden

he noticed Griffin seemed much thinner than

of course, she would be on

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

turned to find Griffin with headphones on,

stretched out on the floor under the light, falling across her

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

sat on the couch, wolfing down the nutritionally void

the rain had not stopped, and Griffin was still engrossed in her research. Bored out of his mind, Leopold eventually

blue pen

instant noodles were

“You’re working too

staring at her with unknown thoughts in

was a little flushed,

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

the untouched instant noodles, he tossed it

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