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

came to, or more accurately, when he could finally open his

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

you didn’t want to see me? How else was I supposed to hide

“Since when did you start following orders so

the energy to argue. I’ve delivered your stuff; I’m out of

outside, “It’s pouring

Why would they

as if it were the

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

my garage isn’t for

speechless, finally settling on the couch

work as if he was not

to rumble. He tapped the desk,

Griffin gestured toward the fridge,

pre-made sandwiches inside, alongside cans of soda

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

hummed an affirmation, “Just me here, so I make

some reason, Leopold felt a sudden pang of

first time, he noticed Griffin seemed much thinner than he

she would be on

could take better care of

to find Griffin with

on the floor under the

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

wolfing

stopped, and Griffin was still engrossed in her research.

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

noodles were

“You’re working too

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

a little flushed, and so was

into a more comfortable position on the couch,

the untouched instant noodles, he tossed it

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