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...

any issues with her?" Sheryl lowered her

"She hasn't been around

But that's not unusual.

for their work, so they can

them to

rare to have someone like Ms. Altman volunteer

earlier, given how exhausting it is." Sheryl

Clara Whitaker who visited the orphanage

you know who she is?"

haven't even heard of

first time here."

more she pondered, the more things didn't add

visit was new, yet Amber, who had been a frequent presence, had stopped coming for no apparent

Jasper had approached Clara, asking if they'd

he seemed

Sheryl, and her eyes

glided into the underground parking lot of the

car and hurried toward

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

near accident, saved only

clung tightly

heart was

door to her ward suddenly swung open as he

his tracks, holding

brothers confronted each other in a

light, Jasper

was shrouded in shadow, his sickly pallor

a sinister secret —Justin was

it was Jasper

steps, he made his way

but growing desire welled

wanted to

Jasper was about to enter the room, Justin smiled and

this hour?" Justin asked with

swallowed hard,

Alyssa had an

"Fortunately, she's only aggravated the old injury

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