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...

there any issues with

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

But that's not unusual.

compensated for their work, so they

force them to help

to have someone like Ms. Altman volunteer

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

was a woman named Clara Whitaker

you know who she is?" "Clara Whitaker?

even heard of that

first time here." Sheryl fell

more she pondered, the

Amber, who had been a frequent

had approached Clara, asking if

he seemed to sense

Sheryl, and her

car glided into the underground parking

the car and hurried

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

image of Alyssa's near accident, saved only by Justin's quick intervention, replayed in

clung tightly to the woman he

his heart was being

swung open as

his tracks,

the Beckett brothers confronted each other in a tense,

sterile white light, Jasper stood out like a

sickly pallor the

sinister secret —Justin was a monster or perhaps

end, it was Jasper who relented

he made his way toward

desire welled up

to see

the room,

what brings you here at this hour?" Justin asked with a smile on his

swallowed hard, his

had an

"Fortunately, she's only aggravated

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