Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 2054

"Do you really consider me a friend?" Salome asked. "When you couldn't reach me on the phone, why didn't you come looking for me? You're always like this—never asking or showing any real concern. It's like you don't care at all."

"We were talking about last night, and now you're changing the subject," Lucy retorted. "And who says I don't care about you? If I didn't—"

"I was raped!"

Salome's words struck Lucy like a thunderbolt, leaving her frozen for a moment, struggling to process the gravity of what she had just heard.

It was clear now. Something terrible had happened.

"Who did it?" Lucy asked, her voice steady as she fought to stay calm and manage the situation.

Her thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the bar incident, and she couldn't help but imagine the ordeal Salome must have faced the night before.

In the past, Lucy had suffered harassment that left lasting emotional scars. But what Salome had endured was far worse—an unimaginable violation that no one should have to face.

Lucy gently rested a hand on Salome's shoulder. "It's going to be okay. We'll go to the police, and I'll be by your side the whole time."

Salome's words struck her hard. If Lucy hadn't been so passive and had sought her out sooner, maybe none of this would have happened. The thought brought a rush of guilt that overwhelmed her.

At the same time, a quiet satisfaction settled over Salome. Lucy hadn't changed in the least—she was still so easily swayed.

Back in school, Salome had told Lucy that her family had gone bankrupt and her parents were gravely ill, leaving her to work three jobs just to survive. The following day, Lucy found a 100-thousand-dollar donation deposited into her account.

Since then, Lucy had treated her with exceptional kindness, always including her in everything and never asking her to pay a share of the expenses.

How could someone so foolish be the daughter of a billionaire?

"Everyone is equal before the law. You don't need to worry about money—I'll support you completely. Now, tell me, who was it?" Lucy said, her voice full of empathy, trusting Salome wholeheartedly.

"Jenson Newton," Salome replied, each syllable slicing through the air.

Lucy's expression faltered for a moment. "How could it be him?"

Just this morning, Jenson had even sent her a message, urging her to be careful. Could it have been some kind of test?

"Do you really not believe me?" Salome wiped away her tears, her voice thick with disappointment. "You always do this—whenever I try to tell you something, you just don't listen. What's the point of being honest with you if you don't trust me?"

"It's not that I don't believe you... it's just that…" Lucy paused, struggling to find the right words.