Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1759

After making sure Anna was safely back at her hotel, Helen finally returned home.

As she entered, Taylor approached on his crutch, moving with a noticeable limp.

"Hey, boss! You're finally back!" he greeted her with a cheeky grin.

His left hand and right foot were still in casts, and the wounds on his face hadn't fully healed. +He hopped on one foot, making it difficult for anyone to decide whether to admire his resilience or feel pity for him.

"What are you doing?" Helen exclaimed, rushing to steady him. "Aren't you supposed to be recovering in the hospital for another month?"

"Ugh, the hospital is so boring! Paul and the others are busy working. Can't you give me something to do?" Taylor said, his eyes filled with longing.

"Focus on healing first; we'll discuss tasks later," Helen replied firmly, letting go of him without a trace of sympathy.

Just then, Taylor tossed his crutch aside and began swinging his casted leg back and forth. "Look, boss, I'm all better! See? I can do anything!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa—ah!"

Taylor lost his balance and fell backward, landing hard on his backside.

"Oh my God, can't you just stay still for one second?" Helen exclaimed, instinctively reaching out to help. She paused midway, deciding to let him stew in his own misery for a moment.

With his left hand and right foot still in casts, Taylor had just injured his tailbone, and tears welled up in his eyes from the pain. "I'm fine, boss! You don't need to worry; I can get up on my own!" he insisted stubbornly.

But when Lincoln walked by, Taylor's bravado fell apart.

Taylor was visibly moved. "You're the best, my darling goddaughter. From now on, all of my money is yours!"

"I don't want your money," Sienna replied matter-of-factly. "I just want you and Aunt Abigail to hurry up and give me a baby sister to play with!"

"Well… we'll talk about that later," Taylor said, scratching his temple as a fleeting look of helplessness crossed his face.

Noticing his expression, Helen made a quick mental note. Her eyes gleamed with mischief as she casually changed the subject. "Actually, there's a task no one has taken yet.

"Earlier today, I ran into an old acquaintance of Princess Anna's at the resort. Their background seems worth investigating. Perhaps you could look into it?"

Taylor grasped his crutch and saluted sharply. "Yes, ma'am! Consider it done!"