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

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

But that's not unusual.

so

force them to

Ms. Altman volunteer as long

given

a woman named Clara Whitaker who visited the

who she is?" "Clara

even heard of that

her first time here."

she pondered, the more things didn't add

Amber, who had been a

approached Clara, asking if they'd met

he

realization struck Sheryl, and her eyes

sports car glided into the underground parking lot

car and hurried

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

saved only by

older brother had clung tightly to

moment, he felt like his heart was being crushed mercilessly by an invisible and inexplicable

door to her ward suddenly swung open as he

in his tracks, holding his

brothers

white light, Jasper stood

however, was shrouded in shadow, his sickly pallor the only

secret

the end, it was

steps, he made his way toward

faint but growing desire welled up inside

to see

the room,

this hour?" Justin asked

hard, his voice

Alyssa had an

she's only aggravated the old injury

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