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.

bunked with death row inmates, the kind

fathom the kind of hell that

all over, Malcolm would never have betrayed

was too late

pumpkin. You don't worry. Just take care of your mom, focus on your studies, get into a good

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

with someone like me. Listen to your mom; she's got the years and the wisdom on you..." "Lizzie, take

tears streaming

time, she too had a happy family, a father

minutes of visitation

the prison gates, Lizzie looked up at the sun and fought back

passed; now it was time to prep for the SATS, aiming to get into the same college as her best

in books, not

from his business

person, chatting away fluently in

in French himself, Nanson could tell-Carole's pronunciation was

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

hit-and-miss with their efforts as you are. How could you

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