From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 287

Chapter 287

It turned out that the neighbor downstairs heard something amiss and called the cops.

Malcolm's suitcase hit the floor as a set of cold, metallic handcuffs snapped around his wrists. When Gina heard that Malcolm had been locked up for murder, she wasn't exactly surprised. Deep down, she had always known that Malcolm's path was leading nowhere good.

Lizzie went to see Malcolm, just once. After all, he was her father, and his days were numbered.

It was the right thing to do, to see him one last time.

Separated by a pane of glass, Lizzie saw Malcolm, haggard and aged beyond his years. Just a few days had passed, yet he seemed a different man.

"Dad."

"Lizzie," Malcolm managed a feeble smile, "Thanks for coming to see your old man."

He'd thought there had been a mix-up when the guard said he had a visitor.

But there she was, Lizzie, actually there.

"How are you holding up in here?" Lizzie asked.

with death row inmates,

the kind of hell that

do it all over, Malcolm would never have betrayed

it was too late

don't worry. Just take care of your mom,

saint. I messed up, big time. I wasn't a good

your time to settle down, keep those eyes wide open. Don't end up with someone like me. Listen to your mom; she's got the years and the wisdom on you..." "Lizzie, take good care of her, will

tears streaming down

had a happy family, a father

minutes of visitation flew

looked up at the sun

prep for the SATS, aiming to get into the same college as her best friend,

was buried in books, not even setting

from his business trip,

fluently in French with

in French himself, Nanson

your secret? How'd you get so good in just a

everyone's as hit-and-miss with their efforts as you are. How could you expect to improve with your approach?" At first, Nanson had been diligent, but

for things that piqued his interest, and French wasn't one