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

"She

But that's not unusual.

work, so they can

can't force them

Ms. Altman volunteer as long as she

people would have given up much earlier, given

was a woman named Clara

you know who she is?"

haven't even heard

her first time here."

she pondered, the more things didn't add

a

then, Jasper had approached Clara, asking if they'd met

being unfamiliar with her, he seemed to sense

Sheryl, and her

the underground parking

exited the car and hurried

the echo of his hurried footsteps was all

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

brother had clung tightly

like his heart was being crushed mercilessly by an

her ward suddenly swung open as he arrived,

in his tracks, holding

brothers confronted each other in

the sterile white light, Jasper stood out like

in shadow, his sickly pallor the only hint of his

his sickly exterior lurked a sinister secret —Justin was

the end, it was Jasper who relented

firm, deliberate steps, he made his way toward

growing desire welled up

wanted to

was about to enter the room, Justin smiled and opened his arms,

you here at this hour?" Justin asked with a

hard, his voice

Alyssa had an accident

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

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