Can’t Win Me Back

Chapter 2304

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

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

But that's not unusual.

compensated for their work, so they can leave whenever they

them to help out

have someone like Ms. Altman volunteer as long as

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

named Clara Whitaker who

you know who she

haven't even heard of

her first time here." Sheryl fell into

she pondered, the

a frequent presence,

Clara, asking if they'd met

unfamiliar with her, he

realization struck Sheryl, and her

car glided into the underground parking lot

car and hurried toward room

footsteps was all that could be heard, mirroring the heavy beating

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

had clung tightly to the woman

heart was being crushed mercilessly by an invisible

to her ward suddenly swung open as he arrived,

in his tracks, holding

empty corridor, the Beckett brothers

white light, Jasper stood

shrouded in shadow, his sickly pallor the only hint

his sickly exterior lurked a sinister secret —Justin was a monster or perhaps a

end, it was Jasper who relented

firm, deliberate steps, he

desire welled

wanted to see

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

hour?" Justin asked with a smile on

hard, his voice

had an accident

she's only aggravated the old

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