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?"

volunteer here now?" "She hasn't been around in

But that's not unusual.

so they can leave whenever they

can't force them

have someone like Ms. Altman volunteer as long

people would have given up much earlier, given how exhausting it is."

was a woman named Clara Whitaker who visited the orphanage

know who she is?" "Clara

haven't even heard

first time

the more things didn't add

visit was new, yet Amber, who had been a

Jasper had approached Clara, asking if they'd

with her, he seemed to sense some

realization struck Sheryl, and

the underground parking

the car and hurried toward room

of his hurried footsteps was all that could

accident, saved only

had clung tightly

heart was being crushed mercilessly

swung open as he arrived, and Justin

his tracks,

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

the sterile white light, Jasper stood

shadow, his sickly pallor

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

the end, it was

steps, he made his way

growing desire welled up inside

to see

room, Justin smiled and opened

here at this hour?" Justin

swallowed hard,

Alyssa had

she's only aggravated the

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