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 her

now?" "She hasn't been around in

But that's not unusual.

their work, so they can leave whenever they

can't force them to help

like Ms. Altman volunteer as long

given up much earlier, given

was a woman named Clara Whitaker who visited the orphanage

know who she is?" "Clara Whitaker? I

haven't even heard

it was her first time here." Sheryl

she pondered, the more

Amber, who had been a frequent presence, had stopped coming

had approached Clara, asking if

unfamiliar with her, he

Sheryl,

glided into the underground parking

exited the car

of the late night, the echo of his hurried footsteps was all that

saved only by Justin's quick intervention, replayed in

clung tightly to the woman he

his heart was being crushed mercilessly by an invisible and

to her ward suddenly swung open as

stopped in his tracks, holding

Beckett brothers confronted each other in

Jasper stood out like a

his sickly

sinister secret

was

deliberate steps, he made his

but growing desire

to

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

hour?"

hard,

had an

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

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