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.

row inmates, the kind

fathom the kind of

all over, Malcolm would never have betrayed Gina. He would've cherished his wife and

was too late for

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

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

me. Listen to your mom; she's got the years

Lizzie felt tears streaming

had a happy family, a father who loved

of visitation flew

prison gates, Lizzie looked up at

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

buried in books, not

his business

chatting away fluently in French with Anthea, really be

dabbled in French himself, Nanson

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

up with a smile, "Who do you think you're talking to? Not everyone's as hit-and-miss with their efforts as you are. How could you expect to

patience for things that piqued his interest, and French