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

here now?" "She

But that's not unusual.

so they can leave whenever they

them to help out

to have someone like Ms. Altman volunteer as long

people would have given up much earlier, given how exhausting it is." Sheryl

Clara Whitaker

know who she is?" "Clara Whitaker?

even heard

first time here." Sheryl fell

more she pondered, the more things

been a frequent presence, had stopped coming

Jasper had approached Clara, asking if they'd met

he

realization struck Sheryl,

into the underground parking lot of the

quickly exited the car and hurried toward room

footsteps was all

only by Justin's quick

clung tightly to the woman he

that moment, he felt like his heart was being crushed mercilessly

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

his tracks,

Beckett brothers confronted each other in a tense,

the sterile white light, Jasper stood

however, was shrouded in shadow, his sickly pallor the

secret —Justin

end, it was Jasper who

he made his way

growing desire welled up

to see

Jasper was about to enter the room, Justin smiled and opened his arms,

hour?" Justin asked with a smile

swallowed hard, his

had

she's only aggravated the old injury on

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