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

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

But that's not unusual.

compensated for their work, so they

force them to help out

Ms. Altman volunteer as long as

given up much earlier, given how exhausting it

named Clara Whitaker

who she is?"

even heard

first time here." Sheryl fell

the more things didn't

been a frequent presence, had

Jasper had approached Clara,

he seemed to

Sheryl, and her

sports car glided into the underground parking lot of

the car and hurried toward room

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

Alyssa's near accident, saved only

older brother had clung tightly to the

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

her ward suddenly swung open as he arrived, and

his tracks, holding his

empty corridor, the Beckett brothers confronted each other in

sterile white light, Jasper stood out like a striking

shadow, his sickly pallor the only hint

beneath his sickly exterior lurked a sinister secret —Justin was a

end, it was Jasper who relented

deliberate steps, he made

faint but growing desire welled up

to

was about to enter the room, Justin smiled and opened

at this hour?" Justin asked with

swallowed hard, his voice

had an accident

she?" "Fortunately, she's only aggravated the

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