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

volunteer here now?" "She

But that's not unusual.

for their work, so

can't force them to

like Ms.

up much earlier, given how

named Clara Whitaker who visited

know who she

heard of that

first time here." Sheryl

more she pondered, the more

new, yet Amber, who had been a frequent

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

he seemed to sense

struck Sheryl, and her

sports car glided into the

exited the car and hurried

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

only by Justin's quick

older brother had clung tightly to the woman

like his heart was being crushed mercilessly by an invisible and inexplicable

suddenly swung open as he arrived,

his tracks, holding

bleak and empty corridor, the Beckett brothers confronted each other in a tense,

the sterile white light, Jasper stood

in shadow, his sickly pallor

beneath his sickly exterior lurked a sinister secret —Justin was a monster

end, it was

deliberate steps, he made his way toward

faint but growing desire welled

wanted to

room,

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

hard, his

had

she's only aggravated the

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