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

she still volunteer here now?" "She

But that's not unusual.

compensated for their work, so

force them

like Ms. Altman volunteer as long as

people would have given up much earlier, given how

woman named Clara Whitaker

she is?" "Clara Whitaker?

heard of that

first time here." Sheryl fell

more she pondered, the more things didn't

had been a frequent presence, had stopped coming for no apparent

approached Clara, asking if they'd met

her, he seemed to sense

Sheryl, and her

a sports car glided into the underground

quickly exited the car and

the stillness of the late night, the echo of his hurried footsteps was all

Alyssa's near accident, saved only by

clung tightly

like his heart was being crushed mercilessly by an invisible

to her ward suddenly swung open as

stopped in his tracks, holding his

the Beckett brothers confronted

light, Jasper stood out like a

shrouded in shadow, his sickly pallor

sinister secret —Justin was

was

he made his

desire welled

wanted to see

enter the room, Justin smiled

brings you here at this hour?" Justin

swallowed hard, his

had an accident

only aggravated the old injury

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