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?" Sheryl lowered

here now?" "She hasn't been around

But that's not unusual.

their work, so they can

them

have someone like Ms. Altman volunteer as long as she

have given up much earlier, given how

Clara Whitaker

you know who she is?"

heard of that

time here." Sheryl

she pondered, the more

new, yet Amber, who had been a frequent presence, had

had approached Clara,

unfamiliar with her, he seemed to

realization struck Sheryl,

the underground

exited the car and hurried

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

only by Justin's quick intervention, replayed in

older brother had clung tightly

heart was being crushed mercilessly by an invisible and inexplicable

open as

stopped in his tracks, holding

that bleak and empty corridor, the Beckett brothers confronted

Jasper

was shrouded in shadow, his sickly pallor the

sickly exterior lurked a sinister secret —Justin was a

it was Jasper who relented

steps, he made his way

desire welled up

to see

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

this hour?" Justin asked with

swallowed hard, his voice

Alyssa had an accident

she's only aggravated the old injury

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