A black Maybach was parked at the back entrance of the orphanage, its lights off and engine idling.

Soon, a figure emerged from the back door, hurriedly approaching and entering the car.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting, Ms. Gillis," the woman apologized respectfully.

Sheryl sat in the car with an air of arrogance, and her legs crossed in a relaxed manner.

She handed a brown envelope to the woman.

"Good work this morning," Sheryl remarked.

The woman took the envelope from Sheryl and had a feel of its thickness.

She smiled from ear to ear.

"All that needed to be done was to cut a brake cable.

It was no trouble at all." Sheryl couldn't be bothered to even glance at the woman she deemed inferior.

Her expression remained cold as she spoke.

"By the way, have you looked into all the volunteers and the teachers at the orphanage like I asked?" "To have," the woman replied confidently.

"I've been here for about a decade.

It was a breeze." She pulled out a stack of documents from her bag and handed them over to Sheryl with both hands.

Taking the papers, Sheryl began to peruse them, her eyes narrowing as she scanned the details.

Suddenly, her eyes widened.

She pulled out a document with a photograph of a striking woman—Amber Altman, the woman Jameson had groomed as Alyssa's substitute.

"This woman...

is a volunteer at the orphanage?" "Yes, Ms. Gillis.

Ms. Altman has been volunteering at our orphanage for over two years.

She also donates to the orphanage annually, so she's well-regarded here." The woman noticed that Sheryl had become quite agitated.

Puzzled, she asked, "Ms. Gillis, are there...

any issues with her?" Sheryl lowered

now?" "She hasn't been around

But that's not unusual.

work, so they

can't force them to

it's rare to have someone like Ms. Altman

given up much earlier, given how exhausting it is."

woman named Clara Whitaker who visited the

she

haven't even heard of that

time here."

pondered, the more things didn't

who had been a frequent presence, had stopped coming for

approached Clara, asking

her, he

realization struck Sheryl,

car glided into the underground

car and hurried

the echo of his hurried footsteps was all that

Alyssa's near accident, saved only by

clung tightly to the woman he once

heart was being crushed mercilessly by an invisible and

to her ward suddenly swung open as he

his

the Beckett brothers

light, Jasper stood out like

shadow, his sickly pallor the

lurked a sinister secret —Justin was a monster or perhaps a

it was Jasper who

he made his

faint but growing desire welled up

wanted to see

as Jasper was about to enter the room, Justin smiled and opened his arms,

what brings you here at this hour?" Justin asked with a

swallowed hard, his

had an

"Fortunately, she's only aggravated the old injury on

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