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

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 they

them to help out

someone like Ms. Altman

much earlier, given how

Clara Whitaker who visited the orphanage

know who she is?" "Clara Whitaker?

heard of

her first time here." Sheryl fell

pondered, the more things didn't add

been a frequent presence,

Clara, asking if

her, he seemed to

Sheryl, and her eyes

car glided into the underground

quickly exited the car and

of his hurried footsteps

Alyssa's near accident, saved only

older brother had clung tightly to the

felt like his heart was being

ward suddenly swung open as he arrived,

stopped in his tracks,

the Beckett brothers confronted

Jasper stood out like

was shrouded in shadow, his sickly pallor

sickly exterior lurked a sinister secret —Justin was a monster

it was Jasper

steps, he made

growing desire welled

to

enter the room, Justin smiled and opened his arms, halting

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

swallowed hard, his voice

Alyssa had an

only aggravated the old

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