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

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

But that's not unusual.

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

them to

someone like Ms. Altman volunteer as long as

earlier, given how exhausting

a woman named Clara Whitaker who visited the

she is?" "Clara Whitaker?

heard of

it was her first time here."

she pondered, the more things didn't

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

approached Clara,

he seemed to sense

struck Sheryl, and

into the underground

the car

his hurried footsteps was all that could be heard, mirroring the heavy beating

saved only by Justin's quick

clung tightly to the

he felt like his heart was being crushed

suddenly swung open as he arrived, and Justin

stopped in his tracks, holding his

empty corridor, the Beckett brothers confronted each other in a

Jasper

shadow, his sickly

exterior lurked a sinister secret —Justin was a

it was Jasper

he made his

growing desire

wanted to

enter the room,

at this hour?"

swallowed hard, his voice

Alyssa had an

she's only aggravated the old injury on her

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