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!

before Leopold’s eyes as he staggered backward and collapsed

could finally open his left eye again, all the

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

you say you didn’t want to see

laughing. “Since when did

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

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

dumbfounded, “Wait, what? Why

said as if it were the most obvious thing

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

my garage isn’t for storing Husky

speechless, finally settling on the couch in

continued her work as if he was

began to rumble. He

looking back, Griffin gestured

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

ask, “Is this what you usually

affirmation, “Just me

Leopold felt a sudden

first time, he noticed Griffin seemed much thinner than

be on a

a young woman, you could take better care of yourself. Why not keep some veggies

turned to find Griffin with headphones on, ignoring

on the floor under the light,

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

wolfing down the nutritionally void

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

the couch, blue pen still clutched in hand,

noodles

“You’re working too

eye less swollen, he approached and squatted beside her, staring at her with unknown thoughts in his mind. Suddenly, Griffin’s head dropped,

was a little flushed, and so

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

tossed it aside, grabbed Griffin’s car

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