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

now?" "She hasn't

But that's not unusual.

their work, so

them

like Ms. Altman volunteer as

given how exhausting it is." Sheryl knitted her brows

woman named Clara Whitaker who

know who she is?" "Clara Whitaker? I

heard of

it was her first time here." Sheryl fell

pondered, the

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

Jasper had approached Clara, asking if

he seemed

realization struck Sheryl, and her

car glided into the underground parking lot of the

car and hurried toward room

hurried footsteps was all that

of Alyssa's near accident, saved only

older brother had clung tightly to the woman

his heart was being crushed mercilessly by an invisible and inexplicable

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

his tracks, holding his

corridor, the Beckett brothers confronted

sterile white light, Jasper stood out like

was shrouded in shadow, his sickly pallor the only hint

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

the end, it was Jasper who relented

he made his way toward

faint but growing desire welled up

wanted to

enter the room, Justin smiled

hour?" Justin asked

swallowed hard,

Alyssa had an accident

aggravated the old injury on

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