Chapter 252 Won't Last Long

Half an hour later, Randall and Yaacob were speaking at a different location.

"I looked into it. Someone spiked your wine last night."

Randall stood in front of the mirror as he smoked. The dense, lingering smoke embodied his melancholy.

He never smoked unless something incredibly frustrating had happened.

He heard Yaacob continue, "If it were just an ordinary person, there's no way they would have been able to spike your wine right in front of you. It's possible that they spiked the whole bottle, and it spread around."

It was clear that this had been a set-up meant to trap someone.

Despite how intelligent Randall was, he had fallen into a trap.

As a single gentleman who was incredibly charming, he had naturally been approached by many beautiful women that night, but Randall had rejected them all.

He had gone to the balcony alone, thought about his relationship with Rowena, and drunk a few more glasses than usual.

He had wanted to leave only after he had won the crown, but af