Chapter 180 The culprit
"Mariama," he breathed, his thumb tracing her cheekbone. "I want to do this right. No rushing, no secrets. If we're going to explore this, I want it to be on solid ground."
She nodded, a small smile playing at her lips. "I'd like that," she said softly.
Andre pulled her into an embrace, and Mariama rested her head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. For the first time in a long while, she felt truly safe and cherished.
Their moment of intimacy was interrupted by a knock at the door. They sprang apart as one of Andre's security team entered.
"Sir, we've got an update on the assassination attempt," the guard said, his expression grim.
Andre's demeanor shifted instantly, all business once more. "What is it?"
"The assassin we caught... he's dead. Poisoned in his cell."
Mariama gasped, while Andre's face darkened with anger. "How is that possible? He was under constant surveillance!"
The guard shook his head. "We're not sure, sir. But it's clear someone didn't w
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