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

volunteer here now?" "She hasn't

But that's not unusual.

work, so they can leave

can't force them to

like Ms. Altman

much earlier, given how exhausting it

woman named Clara

she is?"

haven't even heard of that

was her first time

the more things didn't add

yet Amber, who had been a

Jasper had approached Clara,

he seemed to sense some

Sheryl, and her

into the underground parking lot

quickly exited the car and hurried toward

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

accident, saved only by Justin's quick intervention, replayed in his

older brother had clung tightly to the woman he once

like his heart was being crushed mercilessly by an invisible

as

stopped in his

that bleak and empty corridor, the Beckett brothers confronted each other in

light, Jasper stood out like a

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

exterior lurked a sinister secret —Justin was

was

steps, he made his

growing desire welled up

wanted to

about to enter the room, Justin

hour?"

hard, his

Alyssa had

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

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