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?"

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

But that's not unusual.

their work, so they can leave whenever

force them to

someone like Ms. Altman volunteer as long as

given up much earlier, given how exhausting it

a woman named Clara Whitaker who

who she is?" "Clara Whitaker?

haven't even heard

it was her first time here." Sheryl fell into

more she pondered, the more

been a frequent presence, had stopped coming for

had approached Clara, asking if they'd met

unfamiliar with her, he seemed to sense

struck Sheryl, and her eyes

sports car glided into the underground parking lot

quickly exited the car

echo of his hurried footsteps was

near accident, saved only

older brother had clung tightly to the

moment, he felt like his heart was being crushed mercilessly by

to her ward suddenly swung open as he arrived, and Justin

stopped in his tracks,

the Beckett brothers confronted each other

the sterile white light, Jasper

shadow, his sickly pallor the

his sickly exterior lurked a sinister secret —Justin was a

it was Jasper who relented

he made his way

but growing desire welled

to see

room, Justin smiled and opened his arms, halting his

here at this hour?" Justin asked with a smile on his

swallowed hard,

Alyssa had an

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

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