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?"

while. But that's not unusual. Volunteers aren't compensated for their work, so

it's 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.

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

into deep thought. The more she

no apparent reason. And then, Jasper had

struck Sheryl,

into the underground parking lot

the car

of the late night, the echo of his hurried footsteps was all that could be heard, mirroring the heavy

saved only

older brother had clung tightly to the woman he

force. The door to her

brothers confronted each other

striking sculpture. Justin, however, was shrouded in shadow, his sickly pallor the only hint of his presence. But beneath his sickly exterior lurked a sinister secret-Justin was a monster or perhaps a

it was Jasper who relented first. With firm, deliberate steps, he made

up inside Jasper. He wanted

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

here at this hour?" Justin asked

"Ms. Alyssa had

aggravated the old injury on her leg. She

voice, Jasper said, "I'll go

look in his eyes, Justin said, "Lyse has

Lyse...

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