The words were barely out of my mouth when Marina snapped at the security guards.
"Pull up the surveillance footage!"
That single sentence hit Andre like a bolt of lightning out of nowhere, slamming straight into his chest.
The cool, calm facade he'd been forcing himself to maintain shattered completely at that instant. His legs turned to jelly, and he collapsed straight down onto the floor in a heap.
One look at his crumpled, pathetic state, and everyone already had their answer.
A few minutes later, the security guards brought over the surveillance recordings.
The footage captured every single move Andre had made at the hospital from the previous night all the way to that morning, no gaps whatsoever.
There he was, administering oxytocin to the pregnant woman even after Joseph tr
