Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 2038

Having known Salome for years, Lucy was well aware of her tendencies.

Salome had always been eager to use Lucy's connections to climb the social ladder, but her standards were unreasonably high.

The men who pursued her never met her expectations, and the ones she pursued wanted nothing to do with her. As a result, she flitted from one target to the next, like a moth to a flame.

Because Salome was Lucy's friend, the wealthy wives whose husbands had fallen prey to Salome's flirtations never called her out directly. Instead, they would quietly reprimand Lucy behind closed doors.

This wasn't the first time Lucy had to clean up after Salome.

Out of loyalty to their college days, Lucy had always found a way to smooth things over, working to preserve Salome's reputation within their social circle.

"My apologies, Ms. Lloyd," Lucy said quickly, taking the blame as always. "Salome is just a little eager to settle down. She doesn't mean any harm. I'll speak to her and make sure this misunderstanding is cleared up."

"Her character is something you're more familiar with than I am, Ms. Hunt," Germaine replied, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "I trust your judgment—just as much as you trust your friend."

Lucy felt a wave of guilt wash over her, and she quickly looked away.

It was true that mistakes could be forgiven once, but not repeatedly. With Salome's behavior increasingly becoming a pattern, how could Lucy continue to justify her character?

Seeing Lucy's inner conflict, Germaine softened her tone, her expression turning serious. "Ms. Hunt, you're an honorable and straightforward person, and both Jenson and I truly appreciate you.

"But as a friend, I feel compelled to say this—keeping someone with questionable intentions close to you is like holding onto a ticking time bomb. If left unchecked, it could lead to serious consequences in the future."

In reality, Lucy had been contemplating distancing herself from Salome for a while. However, every time Salome approached her, her resolve seemed to falter.

Germaine's words finally gave her the clarity she needed. This time, Lucy was determined to end her friendship with Salome for good once the trip was over.

"Thank you for the thoughtful advice, Ms. Lloyd. I'll give it serious consideration. I truly appreciate your concern," Lucy said, her voice filled with gratitude.

"There's no need to thank me. Consider it a small gesture for the help you gave Jenson back then. I'll leave you to it now—enjoy your evening. Goodbye."

Germaine had once ridiculed her for not being worthy of such luxuries, yet here she was, effortlessly enjoying the same thing.

Much like water, men were no different—if she wanted something, she was confident she could get the best of it.

Noticing the displeased expression on Salome's face, Lucy decided to change the subject. "Hurry up and get changed. We need to head up the mountain soon to secure a good spot. We'll miss the meteor shower if we don't."

"Got it," Salome replied, finishing the last of the water before getting ready.

20 minutes later, the two of them began the climb toward the mountain's observation deck, carrying their belongings.

Since the hotel was situated halfway up the mountain, they needed to continue their ascent to find a better vantage point for the meteor shower.

Despite Lucy carrying most of the load, Salome's body quickly started to betray her. After only a few steps, she was sweating heavily, struggling to catch her breath.

As they moved forward, dizziness crept in, and her legs grew weak.