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

now?" "She

But that's not unusual.

for their work, so they can

them to help out

to have someone like Ms. Altman volunteer as long as she

have given up much earlier, given how exhausting it is." Sheryl knitted

woman named Clara Whitaker who visited the orphanage

she is?" "Clara

heard

her first time

more she pondered, the

was new, yet Amber, who had been a frequent presence, had stopped coming

Jasper had approached Clara,

unfamiliar with her, he seemed to

realization struck Sheryl, and

glided into the underground parking lot of the

quickly exited the car and hurried toward room

footsteps was all that could be heard, mirroring the

saved only by Justin's

tightly to the woman he once

heart was

to her ward suddenly swung open as he arrived, and Justin emerged in his

his tracks,

the Beckett brothers confronted each other in a tense, wordless

Jasper stood out like

shrouded in shadow, his sickly pallor the

sinister secret —Justin was a monster or perhaps

was Jasper who relented

steps, he made his

growing desire welled

wanted to

was about to enter the room, Justin smiled and opened

brings you here at this hour?" Justin asked with a smile on his

hard,

had an accident

aggravated the old

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