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 lowered

volunteer here now?" "She hasn't

But that's not unusual.

their work, so they can leave whenever

them to help

it's rare to have someone like Ms. Altman

earlier, given how exhausting it is."

named Clara

who she is?" "Clara Whitaker?

haven't even heard of

first time here." Sheryl fell into deep

more she pondered, the

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

Jasper had approached Clara, asking

her, he seemed to sense

realization struck Sheryl, and

car glided into the underground parking lot of the

quickly exited the car and

late night, the echo of his hurried footsteps was

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

had clung tightly

like his heart was being crushed mercilessly by an

ward suddenly swung open as he

his tracks, holding his

bleak and empty corridor, the Beckett brothers

white light, Jasper

in shadow, his sickly pallor the only hint of

sinister secret —Justin was a monster or perhaps

it was Jasper who

firm, deliberate steps, he

growing desire welled up inside

to see

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

brings you here at this hour?" Justin asked with a

swallowed hard,

Alyssa had an accident

is she?" "Fortunately, she's only aggravated the old

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