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 hasn't

But that's not unusual.

compensated for their work, so they can leave whenever they

can't force them to help

rare to have someone like Ms.

people would have given up much earlier, given how exhausting it

was a woman named Clara Whitaker who visited the

know who she is?" "Clara Whitaker? I

even heard of that

was her first time here." Sheryl fell

pondered, the

been a frequent presence, had stopped coming for

Clara,

he seemed to sense some

Sheryl, and

into the

car and

hurried footsteps was all that could be heard, mirroring

near accident, saved only by Justin's quick intervention, replayed in

older brother had clung tightly to the woman he

was being crushed mercilessly by

as

stopped in his tracks,

and empty corridor, the Beckett brothers confronted each other in a

light, Jasper stood out like a

in shadow, his sickly pallor

sickly exterior lurked a sinister secret —Justin was a monster

the end, it was Jasper who relented

he made

faint but growing desire welled up

wanted to

enter the room, Justin smiled and opened his arms, halting

hour?" Justin asked with a smile on his

swallowed hard, his voice

Alyssa had

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

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