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

here now?" "She

But that's not unusual.

their work, so

them to help

have someone like Ms. Altman volunteer as long as

up much earlier, given how exhausting

woman named Clara Whitaker who visited the

who she is?" "Clara Whitaker? I

haven't even heard

her first time here." Sheryl fell into deep

she pondered, the more things didn't

was new, yet Amber, who had been a frequent presence, had stopped coming

approached Clara,

being unfamiliar with her, he seemed

Sheryl, and her

a sports car glided into the underground parking lot of the

car and hurried

of his hurried footsteps was all that could be heard, mirroring

accident, saved only by Justin's quick intervention,

had clung tightly to the woman

that moment, he felt like his heart was

open as he arrived, and Justin emerged in

in his tracks,

Beckett brothers confronted each other in a tense, wordless

white light, Jasper stood out

his sickly pallor

a sinister secret —Justin was a monster

end, it was

deliberate steps, he made

growing desire welled up inside

to see

room,

you here at this hour?" Justin asked with

swallowed hard,

Alyssa had an accident

only aggravated the

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