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

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

But that's not unusual.

their work, so they can leave

can't force them to help out

someone like Ms. Altman

given how exhausting it is." Sheryl

woman named Clara Whitaker who visited

who she is?" "Clara Whitaker?

haven't even heard

was her first time here." Sheryl fell into deep

pondered, the more things didn't add

new, yet Amber, who had been a frequent

had approached Clara, asking if they'd

being unfamiliar with her, he seemed to

realization struck Sheryl, and her eyes

into the underground

quickly exited the car and

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

near accident, saved only by Justin's quick intervention, replayed in his

brother had clung tightly to

he felt like his heart was being crushed mercilessly

door to her ward suddenly swung open as

in his tracks, holding his

empty corridor, the Beckett brothers confronted each other in

sterile white light, Jasper stood out like

shadow, his sickly

sickly exterior lurked a sinister secret —Justin was a monster or perhaps a

was Jasper

he made his way

but growing desire

to see

the room, Justin smiled and opened his arms, halting

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

swallowed hard,

had an

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

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