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

finally open his left eye again,

Leopold awake, she nonchalantly remarked, “Are you nuts? Sneaking up behind

say you didn’t want to see me?

laughing. “Since when did you start

energy to argue. I’ve delivered your stuff;

pouring rain, and the cops

dumbfounded, “Wait, what? Why would they

as if it were the most obvious thing

fists, grinding his teeth, “Couldn’t you, just maybe, help

garage isn’t for

settling on the couch in

as if he

to rumble. He

looking back, Griffin gestured toward

sandwiches inside, alongside cans of soda – the classic

not help but ask,

affirmation, “Just me here, so I

reason, Leopold felt a

Griffin seemed

course, she would be on

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

find Griffin with headphones

the floor under the

fridge into Griffin’s noodle cup, then placed it quietly on the desk beside

on the couch, wolfing down the nutritionally void

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

Griffin asleep on the carpet, leaning against the couch, blue pen

instant noodles were

“You’re working

squatted beside her, staring at her with unknown thoughts in his mind. Suddenly, Griffin’s head dropped, and Leopold

little flushed, and

lifted her into a more comfortable position

he tossed it aside, grabbed Griffin’s

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