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

"She hasn't been around in a

But that's not unusual.

their work, so

them to

rare to have someone like Ms. Altman

given up much earlier, given how exhausting it is." Sheryl knitted

named Clara Whitaker who visited

who she is?" "Clara Whitaker? I

even heard of that

her first time here." Sheryl fell into

more she pondered, the more things didn't add

been a frequent presence, had

Clara, asking if they'd met

being unfamiliar with her, he

struck Sheryl, and

the underground parking

car

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

Alyssa's near accident, saved only by Justin's

tightly to the woman he once

his heart was being crushed mercilessly

swung open as he arrived, and Justin emerged in his

his tracks, holding

bleak and empty corridor, the Beckett brothers confronted each other in a tense, wordless

the sterile white light, Jasper stood out like

shadow, his sickly pallor the only hint of his

exterior lurked a sinister secret

it was Jasper who relented

firm, deliberate steps, he made

but growing desire

wanted to see

the room, Justin smiled and opened his arms, halting his

brings you here at this hour?" Justin asked with

swallowed hard, his

had an accident

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

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