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 her?" Sheryl lowered her

still volunteer here now?" "She hasn't been around

But that's not unusual.

aren't compensated for their work, so they can leave

them

rare to have someone like Ms. Altman volunteer as

people would have given up much earlier, given how exhausting

was a woman named Clara Whitaker who visited the

you know who she is?" "Clara Whitaker?

even heard of that

time here."

she pondered, the more things didn't add

yet Amber, who had been a frequent presence, had stopped coming for no apparent

then, Jasper had approached Clara, asking if they'd met

he seemed

realization struck Sheryl, and her eyes

the underground parking lot of

quickly exited the car and hurried

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

image of Alyssa's near accident, saved only by Justin's quick intervention, replayed in his

brother had clung tightly to the

like his heart was being crushed mercilessly by

as he arrived, and Justin emerged in

in his

brothers confronted each

Jasper stood out like

shrouded in shadow, his sickly pallor

sinister secret —Justin was a monster or perhaps a

it was

he made

faint but growing desire

to

to enter the room, Justin smiled and opened

this hour?" Justin

hard, his

had an

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

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