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

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

But that's not unusual.

work, so they

force them

Ms.

given how exhausting

named Clara Whitaker

she is?" "Clara

even heard of

her first time here." Sheryl fell into deep

she pondered, the more things didn't add

Amber, who had been a frequent presence, had

Clara, asking if

he

Sheryl,

the underground parking

the car and

footsteps

only by

tightly to the woman he once

he felt like his heart was being crushed mercilessly by an invisible

her ward suddenly swung open as he arrived, and

stopped in his tracks, holding his

Beckett brothers confronted

the sterile white light, Jasper stood out like

shadow, his sickly pallor the

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

was Jasper who relented

deliberate steps, he

faint but growing desire

to see

the room, Justin smiled and opened his arms,

here at this hour?" Justin asked

swallowed hard,

Alyssa had an accident

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

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