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?"

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

But that's not unusual.

so they can

can't force them to help out

like Ms. Altman volunteer as long as she

given how exhausting it is." Sheryl knitted her

was a woman named Clara Whitaker who visited

who she is?" "Clara Whitaker?

even heard of that

her first time here."

she pondered, the more things didn't

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

Clara, asking if they'd met

her, he seemed to

realization struck Sheryl,

car glided into the underground parking

the car and hurried

of the late night, the echo of his hurried footsteps was all that could be heard, mirroring the heavy beating

only

clung tightly

was being crushed

her ward suddenly swung open as he arrived, and

stopped in his

corridor, the Beckett brothers confronted each other

Jasper

in shadow, his sickly

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

was Jasper who

he made his

faint but growing desire welled up

to see

room, Justin smiled and opened his

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

swallowed hard, his voice

Alyssa had

"Fortunately, she's only aggravated the old

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