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...

with

"She hasn't been around in a

But that's not unusual.

for their work, so they can leave whenever

force them to help

someone like Ms.

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

a woman named Clara Whitaker who visited the

you know who she is?" "Clara Whitaker?

haven't even heard of

it was her first time

the more things

a frequent presence, had stopped coming

had approached Clara, asking if

he seemed to sense some

struck Sheryl, and her eyes

into the underground parking lot of

the car and hurried toward room

footsteps

accident, saved only by Justin's

had clung tightly to

was being

open as

stopped in his tracks, holding

corridor, the Beckett brothers confronted

light, Jasper stood out like

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

sinister secret —Justin was a monster or perhaps a

the end, it was Jasper who relented

steps, he made his

growing desire welled

wanted to

room, Justin smiled

what brings you here at this hour?"

swallowed hard, his

Alyssa had an accident

"Fortunately, she's only aggravated

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