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...

with her?" Sheryl lowered her

she still volunteer here now?" "She

But that's not unusual.

for their work, so they

force them to help

it's rare to have someone like Ms. Altman volunteer as long as

much earlier, given how exhausting

Clara Whitaker who visited

who she is?" "Clara

haven't even heard of that

it was her first time

she pondered, the

yet Amber, who had been a frequent presence, had

Jasper had approached Clara, asking

her, he seemed

Sheryl, and her

the

car and hurried toward room

of the late night, the echo of his hurried footsteps was all that could

only by Justin's quick intervention, replayed

clung tightly to the woman he

that moment, he felt like his heart was

swung open as he arrived, and Justin emerged

stopped in his

empty corridor, the Beckett brothers

the sterile white light, Jasper stood out

however, was shrouded in shadow, his sickly pallor the

a sinister secret —Justin was a monster

the end, it was Jasper who

firm, deliberate steps, he made

faint but growing desire

to see

to enter the room, Justin smiled

hour?" Justin asked with a smile on his

swallowed hard, his

Alyssa had an

she's only aggravated the

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