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...

any issues with her?" Sheryl lowered her

now?" "She

But that's not unusual.

compensated for their work, so they can

them to

have someone like Ms. Altman volunteer as long

given how exhausting it is." Sheryl knitted her brows

Clara Whitaker who visited the

she

even heard of

first time here." Sheryl fell into

more she pondered, the more things didn't add

had been a

Clara,

he seemed

realization struck Sheryl, and her

car glided into the underground parking lot

quickly exited the car

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

image of Alyssa's near accident, saved only

clung tightly to the woman he once

heart was being crushed mercilessly

as he arrived,

stopped in his tracks, holding

and empty corridor, the Beckett brothers confronted each

Jasper

however, was shrouded in shadow, his sickly pallor the only

a sinister secret —Justin

was Jasper who relented

firm, deliberate steps, he made his way

but growing desire welled up inside

to

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

you here at this hour?" Justin asked with a smile

hard, his

had

"Fortunately, she's only aggravated the

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