It wasn't an apple that hit Newton.

"Ah."

Anderson finally calmed down. He gave a cold reply, signaling the other person to continue.

Jenny swallowed hard, then hesitated before saying, "But, but Miss Louise, she..."

"Ok?"

Anderson picked up the expensive teacup from a distant country, took a sip of tea, and casually asked, "What's wrong with my daughter?"

“She’s been kidnapped,” Jenny finally said.

boom--

The celadon teacup slipped from Anderson's hand and crashed to the floor, shattering into pieces. The tea that had been inside was splashed everywhere, even wetting Anderson's expensive leather shoes and silk socks.

Jenny was terrified and dared not utter a word.

"What did you say? Someone kidnapped my daughter."

Anderson completely ignored his soaked shoes and socks. He stood up straight, his anger visibly burning on his face: "Which audacious bastard did this? I'll send him to the gallows!"

"I have no idea."

Jenny was terrified; her voice was trembling.

"You...you say you don't know?"

Anderson stared at Jenny in disbelief, his eyes blazing with fury.

"I... I know the others."

Seeing this, Jenny hurriedly explained, "That red-haired boy said that you should ask Princess Veronica, and that she would know his identity."

Upon hearing the name Veronica, the rage burning on Earl Anderson's face seemed to vanish instantly, replaced by a calm expression filled with doubt and even a hint of fear.

How did this get involved with Princess Veronica?

Could it be that my contact with Prince Edward has been discovered? Impossible, I've been very discreet...

Anderson asked in a deep voice, "Are you sure?"

Seeing this, Jenny hurriedly said, "I'm sure that red-haired kid was prepared in advance, otherwise how could it be such a coincidence? And he even had a very confident expression."

So she recounted what had happened, albeit with some artistic embellishment.

As Anderson listened to Jenny's description, his expression grew increasingly serious.

It was too much of a coincidence, and that kid's attitude was far too arrogant.

Could it really be that Princess Veronica instructed him to do this? Then this is no longer a simple kidnapping; the real target is me.

"Describe what that person looks like to me."

“Yes.” Jenny breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that it seemed to work, and began to say, “He has short red hair, black pupils, is about 5 or 6 feet tall, and is very young, probably only in his early 20s.”

They were people I'd never even heard of before.

Could it be a frame-up...? No, this is something that can be easily found out with a simple inquiry; such tactics are too lame.

After a moment's thought, Anderson, having come to a certain conclusion, sat back heavily in his chair and waved to Anne: "You don't need to worry about this."

"Yes."

Jenny breathed a sigh of relief, still feeling a little lucky.

As long as I can keep my job, nothing else matters...

However, just as she was about to take her leave, Earl Anderson's cold voice came from behind her: "Also, you don't need to worry about my daughter's affairs anymore. I will hire a qualified etiquette teacher."

!

......

Anderson's mood did not improve in the slightest after doing this trivial thing.

On the contrary, his heart was a hundred times heavier than Jenny's.

"Princess Veronica... is absolutely terrifying."

“Even though I didn’t reveal anything unusual, I was discovered just because I met with the prince’s men twice and wrote a few letters.”

"There's no way things will turn out well if you go against this kind of person."

Anderson's eyes were dim, but then, as if remembering something, a slight glimmer of light appeared in them.

“However, since Princess Veronica has chosen to capture Louise first, it means there is still room for negotiation.”

"I have to be decisive."

Having made up his mind, he silently stood up, walked to the bookshelf, and found a hidden compartment behind the heavy books on the bottom shelf.

Inside the hidden compartment were two secret letters and a black notebook.

The letters were his recent secret correspondence with His Highness Edward, while the black notebook contained information he had compiled over the years about the misdeeds of some nobles and ministers, as well as some shady dealings.

Anderson stretched out his rough right hand and gently stroked the smooth and delicate cover of the black notebook, his confidence already firm.

“Louise, my little Louise, your mother died in the fire because of my cowardice and hesitation. I will never repeat the same mistake this time.”

“His Highness Edward thought I would hate His Highness Veronica because of that incident, so he tried to win me over. But he was wrong. What I hate all these years is my cowardice back then, and what I hate is my inaction.”

Anderson's pupils contracted sharply, then relaxed abruptly, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

"If I offer these things to Princess Veronica, she should let us go."

"Then, I stopped getting involved in these annoying struggles and focused on running my textile business and raising my Louise."

Chapter Sixty-Three: I was just kidding, I wasn't.

221 Baker Street.

Newton was in a good mood after waking up this morning, and even his thinking efficiency became exceptionally high. Some problems that were previously difficult to solve seemed to be easily resolved.

So Newton was sitting on a wooden chair in the garden, intending to take advantage of this momentum to solve a problem that had been troubling her for a long time.

Now, in front of her are sheets of drafts filled with various equations, occupying every empty space on the table.

With no intention of tidying up, Newton continued writing with his quill, seemingly determined not to stop until he had used up all the blank paper.

Furthermore, the increasingly rapid swaying of her two fair legs under the table indicated that her calculations had reached a crucial step, and she was about to obtain the final result.

(A+B)*(C+D) has four terms (2*2=4). If C=A and D=B, like terms A and B are combined, resulting in three terms.

【(c^2+x^2)^1/2=[c^2+c^2(x^2/c^2)]^1/2→P=c^2,Q=x^2/c^2,m=1,n=2】

【...】

Newton's mind raced, meticulous and complex calculations proceeding continuously. Until one moment, at the very end of the draft paper, she wrote the final line in a flowing, elegant hand.

[This proves that the integer power of the sum of any two numbers can be expanded into an identity similar to the sum of terms.]

"It's solved!"

Finally, with a cheer, Newton's lips curled into a wide smile, revealing a radiant happiness that filled his face.

That was the sense of accomplishment from solving a difficult problem; that was a joy that came from the bottom of one's heart.

According to Maslow's hierarchy of needs, this should be the highest level of self-actualization need being met.

crunch--

Just then, the gate was pushed open from the outside, and Li Cheng appeared at the door with a serious expression.

Newton had originally planned to keep quiet after meeting Li Cheng and deliberately not say anything.

When he became curious about what all those drafts on his table were for and kept asking, he had no choice but to give the answer, and then humbly accepted the other person's shocked and admiring gaze.

But upon finally meeting her, Miss Newton couldn't resist...

She proudly raised her chin, showing off like a peacock displaying its feathers, and said, "You're back just in time. I've just solved a very interesting problem..."

She had only spoken halfway when her smile froze.

Because Newton saw that next to Li Cheng, there was a little girl in a floral dress, who was tightly hugging Li Cheng's arm, looking at him with a mixture of nervousness, fear, and curiosity.

!

Newton immediately became alert as if facing a formidable enemy, although she couldn't explain why she was so vigilant.

"Oh, it's good that you're here too."

Li Cheng pointed to Louise, who was clinging to his arm, and said in a serious tone, "Let me introduce you, this is my daughter, Louise Lee."

Newton breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that the answer was not the one he had guessed.

It's just a daughter, huh? I thought... wait, a daughter?!

Newton focused intently, observing Louise closely.

With her rare red curly hair and black eyes, and equally beautiful facial features, this little girl's genes are undoubtedly a perfect match for Li Cheng's; it wouldn't be a problem to say they are father and daughter.

???

Newton was momentarily stunned, and she screamed wildly in her heart.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Why did things turn out like this? Why did I suddenly have a child?

Newton didn't know how to describe his feelings at that moment; he just felt like he was about to explode.

Her feelings for Li Cheng were always rather vague. She just felt that Li Cheng was a good person. Although she always liked to tease him, she was very happy to be with him. She was happy even without doing anything. She felt that she wouldn't mind spending her whole life with him.

Although Newton had not fully accepted the term "fiancé" that she often used, she seemed to have tacitly agreed and rarely objected.

But now, Li Cheng suddenly tells her that he already has a child.

Child... Child...

She always believed that children were the fruit of love.

Upon learning that Li Cheng had a child, Newton felt as if a piece of his heart had been hollowed out, and he felt a pang of loss. His large blue eyes also stung, as if something was about to spill out.

Just then, Li Cheng casually added, "Yeah, I was just kidding. Did you get scared?"

?

Newton's eyes suddenly stopped stinging, his heart no longer felt empty, and instead, a feeling filled his chest.