Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue novel 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?"

"She hasn't been around in a while. But that's not unusual. Volunteers aren't compensated for their work, so they can leave whenever they want. We can't force them to help out here.

"And it's rare to have someone like Ms. Altman volunteer as long as she did. Most people would have given up much earlier, given how exhausting it is."

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

"Clara Whitaker? I don't. I haven't even heard of that name. Maybe it was her first time here."

Sheryl fell into deep thought. The more she pondered, the more things didn't add up.

Clara's visit was new, yet Amber, who 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 to sense some connection.

A realization struck Sheryl, and her eyes darkened.

…

Meanwhile, a sports car glided into the underground parking lot of the hospital.

Jasper quickly exited the car and hurried toward room A006.

In the stillness of the late night, the echo of his hurried footsteps was all that could be heard, mirroring the heavy beating of his heart.

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

His older brother had clung tightly to the woman he once loved.

At that moment, he felt like his heart was being crushed mercilessly by an invisible and inexplicable force.