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?"

now?" "She hasn't been around in

But that's not unusual.

work, so they can

force them to help

rare to have someone like Ms. Altman

have given up much earlier, given how exhausting it is." Sheryl knitted

Clara Whitaker who

she is?"

haven't even heard of

first time here."

the more

visit was new, yet Amber, who had been a

then, Jasper had approached Clara, asking if they'd met

being unfamiliar with her, he seemed to

struck Sheryl,

car glided into the underground parking lot of the

the car and

the stillness of the late night, the echo of his hurried footsteps was all that could be heard, mirroring

only by Justin's quick

had clung tightly to the woman he once

he felt like his heart was being crushed mercilessly by an invisible and inexplicable

swung open as he arrived, and

stopped in his

that bleak and empty corridor, the Beckett brothers confronted

white light, Jasper stood out like a striking

shadow, his sickly pallor the only

sickly exterior lurked a sinister secret —Justin was

the end, it was Jasper who

firm, deliberate steps, he made his way toward

growing desire welled

wanted to see

enter the room, Justin smiled and opened his arms, halting

here at this hour?" Justin asked with a smile on

swallowed hard, his

Alyssa had an

aggravated the old injury

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