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?"

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

But that's not unusual.

compensated for their work, so they can leave

them

rare to have someone like Ms. Altman volunteer as long as she

much earlier, given how

Clara

you know who she is?"

haven't even heard of that

her first time here." Sheryl fell into deep

the

who had been a frequent presence, had stopped coming for no

Clara, asking if they'd

with her, he seemed to

Sheryl, and her eyes

into the underground parking

the car

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

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

clung tightly

like his heart was

as he

stopped in his tracks,

empty corridor, the Beckett brothers confronted each

white light, Jasper stood out like

shrouded in shadow, his sickly pallor the only hint of his

beneath his sickly exterior lurked a sinister secret

it was Jasper

firm, deliberate steps, he made his way toward

desire

to see

as Jasper was about to enter the room, Justin smiled

you here at this hour?" Justin asked with a

hard, his

Alyssa had an accident

she's only aggravated the old injury

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255