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 of people

mind couldn't fathom the kind of hell

would never have betrayed Gina. He would've

it was too late for

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

I wasn't a good

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

tears streaming down her

a time, she too had a happy family, a father

of

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

it was time to prep for the SATS, aiming to get

not even

Nanson returned from his business trip, he was

chatting away fluently in

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

you get so good in

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

things that piqued

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