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...

there any issues with her?" Sheryl lowered her

still volunteer here now?" "She

But that's not unusual.

work, so they

force them to

like Ms.

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

named Clara Whitaker

know who she

haven't even heard of

it was her first time here."

pondered, the more things didn't add

yet Amber, who had been a frequent presence, had

had approached Clara, asking if they'd met

unfamiliar with her, he seemed

realization struck Sheryl,

glided into the underground parking lot of

quickly exited the car and hurried toward

footsteps was all that could

accident, saved only by

older brother had clung tightly to

heart was being crushed mercilessly by an invisible

as he arrived,

in his tracks, holding

bleak and empty corridor, the Beckett brothers confronted

sterile white light, Jasper

his sickly pallor

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

the end, it was Jasper

steps, he made his way

desire welled up inside

to

Jasper was about to enter the room, Justin smiled and

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

hard,

Alyssa had

aggravated

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