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.

was bunked with death row inmates,

ordinary mind couldn't fathom the kind

it all over, Malcolm would never have

too late

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

time. I wasn't a good

open. Don't end up with someone like me. Listen to your mom; she's got

felt tears streaming down

she too had a

ten minutes of

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

for the SATS, aiming to get into the same college

not even setting aside her dictionary during

Nanson returned from his business trip,

fluently in French with Anthea, really be

French himself, Nanson could

what's your secret? How'd you get so

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

that piqued his interest, and French wasn't