Chapter 2304

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?" "I 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... are there any issues with her?"

Sheryl lowered her voice. "Does she still volunteer here now?"

their work, so they

like Ms. Altman volunteer as long as she did. Most people would

her brows together. "There was a woman named Clara Whitaker who visited the orphanage today. Do you know who she

even heard of that name. Maybe

deep thought. The more she pondered, the

presence, had stopped coming for no apparent reason. And then, Jasper had approached Clara, asking if they'd met before. Despite being

struck Sheryl, and her

sports car glided into the underground parking

exited the car

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

Alyssa's near accident, saved only by

clung tightly to

her ward suddenly swung open as he arrived, and Justin emerged

and empty corridor, the Beckett brothers

sickly pallor the only hint of his presence. But

the end, it was Jasper who relented first. With firm, deliberate steps, he made his way toward

but growing desire welled up

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

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

hard, his voice hoarse. "Ms. Alyssa had an accident

she's only aggravated the old injury on her leg. She just needs to rest

a low voice, Jasper

his eyes,

Lyse...

pet name with such intimacy. Now, hearing another man say it, his vision suddenly blurred, and

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