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?"

Volunteers aren't compensated for their work, so they can leave whenever they want. We

Altman volunteer as long as she

knitted her brows together. "There was a woman named Clara Whitaker who visited the

I don't. I haven't even heard of

deep thought. The more she pondered, the more

had been a frequent presence, had stopped coming for no apparent reason. And then, Jasper had approached Clara, asking if they'd met before. Despite being unfamiliar with her, he seemed

realization struck Sheryl,

glided into the underground parking

the car and hurried toward room

the echo of his hurried footsteps was all that could

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

had clung tightly to

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

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

shadow, his sickly pallor the

who relented first. With firm, deliberate steps, he

growing desire welled up inside Jasper. He

Jasper was about to enter the room, Justin smiled and opened his

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

"Ms. Alyssa had an accident today. How

on her leg. She just needs

Jasper

profound look in his eyes, Justin said,

Lyse...

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