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

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

But that's not unusual.

for their work, so they can leave

can't force them to

rare to have someone like Ms. Altman volunteer as long

given up much earlier, given how exhausting

woman named Clara Whitaker who visited

know who she is?" "Clara Whitaker? I

heard of that

her first time here." Sheryl fell into deep

she pondered, the

visit was new, yet Amber, who had been a

Clara, asking if they'd

unfamiliar with her, he

Sheryl, and her eyes

a sports car glided into the

exited the car

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

near accident, saved only by Justin's quick

clung tightly to the

heart was being crushed mercilessly

ward suddenly swung open as

stopped in his

corridor, the Beckett brothers confronted each other in a tense,

white light, Jasper

was shrouded in shadow, his sickly

a sinister secret —Justin was

was Jasper who relented

steps, he made his way

desire

to

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

hour?" Justin asked

hard, his

had

she's only aggravated the old injury on

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