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 her

here now?" "She hasn't

But that's not unusual.

so they

can't force them to help out

it's rare to have someone like Ms. Altman

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

Clara Whitaker who visited the

know who she is?"

haven't even heard of that

time here." Sheryl fell into

pondered, the more things didn't add

a frequent presence, had stopped

had approached Clara,

he seemed to

struck Sheryl, and

the

the car and

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

image of Alyssa's near accident, saved only by Justin's quick

brother had clung tightly to the

moment, he felt like his heart was being crushed mercilessly by

open as

stopped in his

Beckett brothers confronted each other in a tense,

light, Jasper stood out

was shrouded in shadow, his sickly pallor the only hint

exterior lurked a sinister secret —Justin was

end, it was Jasper who

deliberate steps, he made his way toward

faint but growing desire

to see

enter the room, Justin smiled and opened his

this hour?" Justin asked with a

swallowed hard, his

Alyssa had

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

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