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

still volunteer here now?" "She

But that's not unusual.

compensated for their work, so they can

them to

to have someone like Ms. Altman volunteer as long as

much earlier, given how exhausting

woman named Clara Whitaker who visited

you know who she is?"

heard of

first time here." Sheryl fell

the more

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

approached Clara, asking if they'd met

with her, he seemed to

struck Sheryl,

glided into the underground parking

exited the car

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

only by

tightly to the

his heart was being

suddenly swung open as he arrived,

in his

the Beckett brothers

sterile white light, Jasper stood

shadow, his sickly pallor the

lurked a sinister secret —Justin was a monster or

end, it was

deliberate steps, he made his way

growing desire welled up inside

wanted to see

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

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

swallowed hard,

had an

only aggravated the

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