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...

with her?"

now?" "She hasn't been around

But that's not unusual.

so they can leave whenever

force them

Ms. Altman

have given up much earlier, given how exhausting it is." Sheryl

Clara Whitaker who visited the

who she is?" "Clara

even heard of that

first time here." Sheryl fell

the

who had been a

Jasper had approached Clara, asking if they'd

being unfamiliar with her, he seemed

Sheryl,

the underground parking lot

the car and

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

saved only by Justin's quick intervention, replayed in

clung tightly to the woman

was being crushed mercilessly by an invisible and

ward suddenly swung open as

stopped in his

brothers confronted each other in a

white light, Jasper stood out

shrouded in shadow, his sickly

secret —Justin was a monster or perhaps

was Jasper

he

growing desire welled

to

to enter the room,

what brings you here at this hour?" Justin asked

swallowed hard, his voice

had

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

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