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

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

But that's not unusual.

for their work, so they can leave whenever they

force them to help

have someone like Ms. Altman

much earlier, given how exhausting it is."

a woman named Clara Whitaker who

know who she is?"

haven't even heard of

it was her first time here." Sheryl fell

she pondered, the more

new, yet Amber, who had been a frequent presence,

Jasper had approached Clara,

being unfamiliar with her, he seemed to sense

realization struck Sheryl, and

glided into the underground

quickly exited the car

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

only by Justin's quick intervention, replayed

had clung tightly to the woman he once

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

swung open as he

his tracks, holding his

brothers confronted

light, Jasper stood out like a

in shadow, his sickly pallor the only hint of his

his sickly exterior lurked a sinister secret —Justin

end, it was Jasper

firm, deliberate steps, he

desire welled up

wanted to

about to enter the room, Justin smiled and

this hour?" Justin asked with

hard, his

Alyssa had an

aggravated the old

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