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...

with her?" Sheryl lowered

here now?" "She hasn't

But that's not unusual.

compensated for their work, so they can

force them

it's rare to have someone like Ms. Altman volunteer

earlier, given

named Clara

know who she is?" "Clara

even heard

was her first time

pondered, the

had been a

approached Clara, asking if

being unfamiliar with her, he seemed

struck Sheryl,

glided into the underground parking lot of

quickly exited the car and

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

accident, saved only by Justin's

had clung tightly to the

felt like his heart was being crushed mercilessly by an

open as he arrived, and Justin emerged in

in his

that bleak and empty corridor, the Beckett brothers

light, Jasper stood out

however, was shrouded in shadow, his sickly pallor the

lurked a sinister secret —Justin was a monster

end, it was Jasper

steps, he made his

desire welled up inside

wanted to see

about to enter the room, Justin smiled and opened his

you here at this hour?" Justin asked with a

swallowed hard, his voice

had an accident

is she?" "Fortunately, she's only aggravated

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