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...

issues with her?" Sheryl lowered her

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

But that's not unusual.

compensated for their work, so they can

them to

have someone like Ms. Altman volunteer as long

earlier, given how exhausting it

was a woman named Clara

you know who she is?" "Clara

haven't even heard

it was her first time here." Sheryl fell into deep

more she pondered, the more things didn't

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

Clara, asking

her, he

realization struck Sheryl,

sports car glided into the underground parking lot of the

car and hurried toward room

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

only by

brother had clung tightly to

that moment, he felt like his heart was

her ward suddenly swung open as

stopped in his

bleak and empty corridor, the Beckett brothers confronted each

the sterile white light, Jasper

his sickly pallor the only hint of

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

it was Jasper who relented

firm, deliberate steps, he made his way

but growing desire welled up

wanted to see

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

here at this hour?" Justin

swallowed hard, his

had an accident

only aggravated the old injury on

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