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?" Sheryl

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

But that's not unusual.

aren't compensated for their work, so they can leave whenever they

them to help out

rare to have someone like Ms. Altman

given how

a woman named Clara Whitaker who visited

who she is?"

haven't even heard of that

her first time here." Sheryl

more she pondered, the more things didn't

was new, yet Amber, who had been a frequent presence,

Clara, asking if they'd

with her, he

realization struck Sheryl, and her eyes

glided into the underground parking

quickly exited the car

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

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

had clung tightly

like his heart was being

her ward suddenly swung open as he arrived, and

his tracks,

corridor, the Beckett brothers confronted each other in

Jasper stood out

his sickly pallor the only hint of his

sinister secret —Justin was a monster or perhaps a

it was Jasper who relented

he made his way toward

desire welled up

wanted to

as Jasper was about to enter the room, Justin

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

swallowed hard, his

Alyssa had

aggravated the old injury on her

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