The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

At the back of the orphanage, a black Maybach sat quietly at the roadside with its headlights off.

Not long after, a figure stealthily emerged from the rear door and swiftly got into the car.

"Ms. Amaryllis, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting," The woman said respectfully.

In the dim light, Clarice sat arrogantly with her legs crossed, her gaze indifferent as she handed the woman a brown envelope. "You did well this morning."

The woman accepted it, felt its thickness, and grinned widely. "Cutting a brake line was no big deal, just a small task."

Clarice did not bother to look at the lowly person, her expression cold and indifferent. "By the way, did you find the information I asked for? About all the volunteers and staff at the orphanage?"

"Yes, yes! I've been working here for over ten years. This kind of thing is easy!" The woman took out a stack of documents from her bag and handed them to Clarice with both hands.

Clarice took them and began scanning through the pages carefully.

Suddenly, her pupils contracted as she sharply pulled out one of the documents. The photo showed a beautiful woman with a striking resemblance to Bella, Christopher's former companion. It was Yvonne!

"This woman is a volunteer here?" Clarice asked suspiciously.

"Yes, Ms. Amaryllis. Ms. Smith has been volunteering at the orphanage for over two years. Not only that, but she donates to us every year. She's well-regarded around here."

Noticing Clarice's unsettled demeanor, the woman asked curiously, "Is there an issue with her?"

Clarice's voice turned cold. "Is she still volunteering here?"

"It's been a while since Ms. Smith last came by, but that's not uncommon. Volunteers can come and go as they please. They're giving their time freely anyway. She's been dedicated for over two years, which is a lot. Most people would've quit long ago because it's hard work."

"Today at the orphanage, there was a woman named Summer

her. It's probably her first time

thought about it, the more

had just shown up, while Yvonne, who used to visit

missing for a

Justin had even approached Summer, asking if they had met before. Although she was a stranger, there was something familiar about her that had piqued his

Clarice as her gaze turned

spot in the hospital's underground parking lot, drifting

quickly made his way

only his steady, slightly wavering steps echoing and accentuating the weight of his pounding

into a car accident flashed through his mind. His brother had rushed to save her and held

heart throbbed with indescribable pain, as if an invisible force were gripping

at the ward when the door suddenly opened. Grant, who

his breathing became labored

bright, empty hallway, the brothers

in the darkness. His pale, sickly features

unable to hold back any longer. He strode toward his brother, driven by a subtle yet persistent desire

was about to enter, Grant suddenly smiled and extended his

here so late?"

heard Ms. Thompson was

leg injury flaring up. She needs rest," Grant replied,

want to

already asleep," Grant said,