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?" Sheryl lowered

still volunteer here now?" "She

But that's not unusual.

for their work, so they can leave whenever

can't force them to help out

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

given how exhausting it is." Sheryl knitted her

named Clara Whitaker who visited the

she is?" "Clara Whitaker?

heard

her first time here."

pondered, the more things

visit was new, yet Amber, who had been a frequent presence, had stopped coming for no

Jasper had approached Clara, asking if they'd

he seemed to sense

Sheryl, and her eyes

a sports car glided into the underground

exited the car and hurried toward

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

image of Alyssa's near accident, saved only

had clung tightly to the woman he once

felt like his heart was being crushed mercilessly by an invisible and

to her ward suddenly swung open as he arrived, and Justin emerged in his

in his tracks, holding his

brothers

light, Jasper

shadow, his sickly pallor the only hint

his sickly exterior lurked a sinister secret

it was Jasper who relented

he

but growing desire welled up inside

wanted to see

Jasper was about to enter the room, Justin smiled and opened

hour?" Justin asked

swallowed hard,

Alyssa had an

only aggravated the

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