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 her

she still volunteer here now?" "She

But that's not unusual.

aren't compensated for their work, so they can leave whenever

can't force them to help

rare to have someone like Ms. Altman

given how exhausting

named Clara Whitaker who

you know who she is?"

heard of

her first time here." Sheryl

she pondered, the

Amber, who had been a frequent presence, had

had approached Clara, asking if they'd

her, he

realization struck Sheryl, and her eyes

into the underground parking lot of

the car and

the stillness of the late night, the echo of his hurried footsteps was all that could

saved only by Justin's quick intervention,

had clung tightly to the woman

felt like his heart was

ward suddenly swung open as he arrived, and Justin

stopped in his tracks,

the Beckett brothers confronted each other in a tense, wordless

Jasper

his sickly pallor the only hint

secret —Justin was a monster

the end, it was

deliberate steps, he made his

growing desire welled up inside

wanted to

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

at this hour?" Justin asked with a

hard, his

Alyssa had an

"Fortunately, she's only aggravated

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