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?"

"She hasn't

But that's not unusual.

so they can leave whenever they

them to help out

someone like Ms. Altman volunteer

have given up much earlier, given

Clara

know who she

haven't even heard of

first time

she pondered, the more

Amber, who had been a

had approached Clara, asking if they'd met

her, he seemed to

Sheryl,

glided into the

the car and

footsteps was all that could be heard, mirroring the heavy beating of

only

clung tightly to the woman

heart was being

ward suddenly swung open as

in his

Beckett brothers confronted each

sterile white light, Jasper stood

his sickly pallor

a sinister secret —Justin was a

end, it was Jasper who

steps, he made his way toward

growing desire welled up inside

wanted to

Jasper was about to enter the room, Justin smiled and opened his arms,

hour?" Justin asked with a smile

hard, his voice

had an

aggravated the

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