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

"She

But that's not unusual.

compensated for their work, so they can leave whenever they

them

someone like Ms. Altman volunteer as long as

much earlier, given how exhausting

was a woman named Clara Whitaker who visited the

you know who she is?" "Clara Whitaker?

even heard

was her first time here." Sheryl fell into deep

pondered, the more things

had been a frequent presence, had

had approached Clara, asking

unfamiliar with her, he seemed to sense some

struck Sheryl, and

the underground

exited the car and hurried

footsteps

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

tightly to the woman he

that moment, he felt like his heart was being crushed mercilessly by an invisible and

swung open as

stopped in his tracks, holding

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

light, Jasper stood out like a striking

his sickly

exterior lurked a sinister secret —Justin

it was

he

but growing desire welled up inside

wanted to

was about to enter the room,

brings you here at this hour?" Justin asked

swallowed hard, his voice

Alyssa had an accident

aggravated

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