Chapter 298 Restricted Freedom

Randall? Upon hearing that name, my eyebrows shot up high, completely caught off guard. Doubt filled my mind. After all, I couldn't even pull off something like setting a trap. That kind of scheme took too much time and effort. How was I supposed to believe that Randall, a rookie secretary who had just switched from a medical major, had the cunning and patience to pull something like this off? "A med student? Even if he's got a few tricks up his sleeve, do you really think he's slick enough to set people up like a seasoned businessman? Even if he has the brains, he's just some broke kid who needed financial aid to get through school. He has no money or connections. What the hell did he use to pull this off?" I shot a cold glare at Yvette, my voice sharp and merciless. "Yvette, aren't you going to own up for what you did? So, you're going to throw the blame on some random guy? Isn't that a little much?" Oliver stood silently to the side, barely daring to breathe. He opened his mout