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

she still volunteer here now?" "She hasn't been around in a

But that's not unusual.

for their work, so they can leave whenever

can't force them

rare to have someone like Ms. Altman volunteer as long as she

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

was a woman named Clara

know who she is?"

heard

her first time

more she pondered, the more

visit was new, yet Amber, who had been a frequent presence, had stopped coming for

approached Clara, asking if

he seemed to sense some

Sheryl, and her

a sports car glided into the underground parking lot of the

quickly exited the car

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

of Alyssa's near accident, saved only by

tightly to the woman he

like his heart was

her ward suddenly swung open as he arrived, and

stopped in his

bleak and empty corridor, the Beckett brothers confronted each other in a

light, Jasper stood out like

shadow, his sickly pallor the only hint

sickly exterior lurked a sinister secret —Justin

end, it was Jasper who

he made his way

growing desire welled

wanted to see

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

here at this hour?" Justin

hard, his

Alyssa had an accident

she's only aggravated the

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