Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

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?"

for their work, so they

rare to have someone like Ms. Altman volunteer as long as she did. Most people would have given up much earlier,

together. "There was a woman named Clara Whitaker who visited the orphanage today. Do

I don't. I haven't even heard of that name. Maybe it was

she pondered,

apparent reason. And then, Jasper had approached Clara, asking if they'd met before.

Sheryl, and

a sports car glided into the underground parking lot

car and

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

near accident, saved only by Justin's quick

clung tightly to the woman he once

heart was being crushed mercilessly by an invisible and inexplicable force. The door to her ward suddenly swung open as he arrived, and

brothers confronted each other in a tense, wordless

was shrouded in shadow, his sickly pallor the only hint of his presence. But beneath his sickly exterior lurked

relented first. With firm, deliberate steps, he

up inside Jasper. He wanted

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

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

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

she's only aggravated the old injury on her leg.

voice, Jasper said, "I'll go see

look in his eyes,

Lyse...

only one to call her by that pet name with such intimacy. Now, hearing another man say it, his vision suddenly