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...

there any issues with her?" Sheryl lowered her

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

But that's not unusual.

work, so they can leave whenever

force them to

it's rare to have someone like Ms.

people would have given up much earlier, given

was a woman named Clara Whitaker

you know who she is?"

heard of

first time here."

pondered, the more things didn't

who had been a frequent

then, Jasper had approached Clara, asking if

being unfamiliar with her, he

realization struck Sheryl,

glided into the underground parking lot of the

quickly exited the car and hurried toward

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

only by Justin's quick intervention, replayed in

clung tightly to

moment, he felt like his heart was being crushed mercilessly by

open as he arrived, and Justin emerged

stopped in his tracks, holding

corridor, the Beckett brothers

sterile white light, Jasper stood out like a

his sickly pallor the only hint of

his sickly exterior lurked a sinister secret —Justin was a monster or perhaps a

the end, it was Jasper

deliberate steps, he made

faint but growing desire welled

wanted to see

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

at this hour?" Justin

hard, his

had an

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

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