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

here now?" "She hasn't been

But that's not unusual.

their work, so they

force them

it's rare to have someone like Ms. Altman

up much earlier, given how exhausting it is." Sheryl knitted her brows

Clara Whitaker who visited

she is?" "Clara Whitaker?

haven't even heard

first time here." Sheryl fell into

she pondered, the more things didn't add

had been a frequent

Jasper had approached Clara,

being unfamiliar with her, he

Sheryl,

the underground parking lot of

quickly exited the car and hurried

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

accident, saved only by

tightly to the woman he once

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

suddenly swung open as he

his tracks,

brothers confronted each other in a tense,

the sterile white light, Jasper stood out like

sickly pallor the

his sickly exterior lurked a sinister secret —Justin was a monster or

was Jasper

steps, he made his

growing desire

to see

was about to enter the room, Justin

brings you here at this hour?"

hard,

had an accident

aggravated the old

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