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...

there any issues with her?" Sheryl lowered her

here now?" "She hasn't been

But that's not unusual.

work, so they can

can't force them to help

rare to have someone like Ms. Altman volunteer

would have given up much earlier, given how exhausting it

named Clara Whitaker who visited

you know who she

heard

time here." Sheryl

the more things didn't add

yet Amber, who had been a frequent presence,

Clara, asking if

her, he seemed to sense

realization struck Sheryl, and

car glided into the underground parking lot of

quickly exited the car and hurried

of his hurried footsteps

of Alyssa's near accident, saved only by

had clung tightly to the woman he once

felt like his heart was being crushed mercilessly

door to her ward suddenly swung open as he arrived, and

in his tracks, holding

that bleak and empty corridor, the Beckett brothers

white light, Jasper stood out like a striking

shrouded in shadow, his sickly pallor

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

was Jasper who relented

deliberate steps, he made his way

faint but growing desire welled up

to see

enter the room, Justin

this hour?" Justin asked with

swallowed hard, his voice

Alyssa had an

only aggravated

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