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

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

But that's not unusual.

work, so they can leave

force them to help out

it's rare to have someone like Ms. Altman volunteer

earlier, given how

woman named Clara Whitaker who visited

know who she

haven't even heard of

was her first time here." Sheryl fell into deep

the

had been a frequent presence, had stopped coming for

approached Clara,

being unfamiliar with her, he seemed to sense some

struck Sheryl, and her eyes

a sports car glided into the underground parking

quickly exited the car and

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

accident, saved only by Justin's quick intervention, replayed in

brother had clung tightly

felt like his heart was being crushed mercilessly by an

as he arrived, and

his tracks,

that bleak and empty corridor, the Beckett brothers

Jasper stood out

shadow, his sickly pallor the

beneath his sickly exterior lurked a sinister secret —Justin was

end, it was Jasper who relented

steps, he made his

growing desire welled

wanted to see

Jasper was about to enter the room, Justin smiled and

at this hour?" Justin

hard,

Alyssa had

only aggravated the old injury

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