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...

issues with her?"

volunteer here now?" "She hasn't been

But that's not unusual.

so they can leave whenever they

force them to help

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

would have given up much earlier, given how

named Clara Whitaker who visited

you know who she is?" "Clara Whitaker?

even heard

it was her first time here." Sheryl fell

she pondered, the more things didn't

visit was new, yet Amber, who had been a frequent

then, Jasper had approached Clara, asking if

being unfamiliar with her, he seemed to

Sheryl, and her eyes

car glided into the underground parking lot of the

the car and hurried toward

the echo of his hurried footsteps was all that could be heard, mirroring the heavy beating

accident, saved only by Justin's quick intervention, replayed

brother had clung tightly to the woman

his heart was being crushed

swung open as he arrived, and Justin emerged

in his tracks, holding his

that bleak and empty corridor, the Beckett brothers confronted each

white light, Jasper stood out like a striking

was shrouded in shadow, his sickly pallor the only hint of

sinister secret

it was

steps, he made his

growing desire

wanted to

enter the room, Justin smiled and

you here at this hour?" Justin asked

hard,

Alyssa had an accident

she's only aggravated the old

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