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.

inmates,

ordinary mind couldn't fathom the kind of hell

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

it was too late for

to sound upbeat, "I'm okay, pumpkin. You don't worry. Just take care of your mom, focus on

I wasn't a

like me. Listen to your mom; she's got the years and the wisdom on

tears streaming down her

a happy family, a father

of visitation

up at

had passed; now it was time to prep for the SATS, aiming to get

days, Carole was buried in books, not even setting aside

his business trip,

person, chatting away fluently in French with Anthea, really

Nanson could tell-Carole's

get

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 improve with your approach?" At first, Nanson

patience for things that piqued his interest, and