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

here now?" "She hasn't

But that's not unusual.

their work, so they can leave whenever

them to help out

rare to have someone like Ms. Altman volunteer as long as

people would have given up much earlier, given how exhausting

named Clara Whitaker who visited the

she is?" "Clara Whitaker? I

even heard of

was her first time here."

she pondered, the

who had been a frequent presence, had stopped coming for

approached Clara, asking

her, he seemed to sense

realization struck Sheryl, and her eyes

glided into the underground parking

car and

the stillness of the late night, the echo of his hurried footsteps was all that could be heard, mirroring the heavy

image of Alyssa's near accident, saved only by Justin's quick intervention, replayed in

clung tightly

his heart was

as he arrived,

stopped in his tracks,

empty corridor, the Beckett brothers confronted each other in a

light, Jasper stood out like a striking

shadow, his sickly pallor the only

sickly exterior lurked a sinister secret

the end, it was Jasper who

deliberate steps, he made his

growing desire

wanted to see

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

here at this hour?" Justin asked with a

hard, his voice

had an accident

"Fortunately, she's only aggravated the old injury

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