Chapter 958 Jealousy

Chapter 958 Jealousy

Finally they arrived at the mall, and Susan jumped out of the car and ran off.

As soon as Susan left, Randall opened his door, got out, and leaned against it to wait.

Jenny asked, "Why aren't you waiting inside the car?"

Randall said, "I don't want to be alone in a closed space with a woman. My girlfriend would get jealous."

Susan was back in no time, rushing back to the car. When she saw Randall standing outside, she let out another burp and whined, "Randall, the medicine you bought isn't working."

Randall smiled and pinched her cheek. "That's because you've been out in the cold too long."

With that little matter settled, Randall turned his attention back to finding Erik.

Erik's phone was still off. He tried Otto too, but no one picked up.

They eventually pulled up outside a club. Randall said, "Let's try our luck here. This place just opened."

Susan frowned and shot him a cold look. "Randall!"

Randall turned to look at his annoyed girlfriend. "What now? Not happy again?"

"How do you know this place just opened?!" Susan was back in interrogation mode.

Randall quickly explained, "We see each other every day — I've never been here. I just heard about it from someone."

Susan said, "Hmm, I never heard about it. And you've been so familiar with all these bars and clubs tonight. How do you know where everything is without using navigation?"

"I grew up in Zandonick."

"So that means you've been to all these places before!" When a woman gets jealous, logic goes right out the window.

Randall sighed and looked up at the sky. "Susan, can I explain everything when we get home?"

They were supposed to be urgently searching for her father, but here these two were, bickering and flirting.

"Why are you being so defensive? Why can't you explain right now?" Susan wasn't letting him off the hook.

Randall scratched his head. "Well, the thing is, it might involve a little secret about certain people. You sure you want to know?"

Susan went quiet for a moment, then said, "Okay then, Randall, let's just go in. I've never been to a place like this — I want to see what it's like."

Randall waved her off. "You stay in the car."

He started heading over with Jenny. Susan glanced at the woman she didn't like, then got out of the car too. "I'm coming with you."

"It's just a bunch of people drinking in there. What are you going in for?"

Susan glanced at Jenny and said, "I'm too pretty to be left alone in the car. What if some drunk guy sees me and tries to take me away?"

Randall was speechless.

Jenny snapped impatiently, "Do you have paranoid delusions or something?" She raised her voice at Susan. "We're here to find someone, not to give you a new experience."

Before Susan could even respond with her hurt feelings, Randall stepped in. "Who do you think you're raising your voice at?"

He pulled Susan behind him, his expression serious. He never even raised his voice at her himself — who did this woman think she was? "We were just out shopping, minding our own business. You begged us to help find your dad because you were worried about him. Now that we're here, this is how you act? Forget it — we're done looking. Go in by yourself. If he's not here, I'm out of ideas. Susan, get in the car. We're going home."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You're right — I was too anxious. I just can't find my dad and I'm panicking. I apologize." Jenny suddenly grabbed Randall's arm, tears streaming down her face. "Please, I can't go in there alone."

Seeing that, Susan's jealousy kicked in immediately. She walked over and pulled the hand off her boyfriend. "Don't grab my boyfriend."

"I'm sorry." Jenny looked at Susan through her tears. "I shouldn't have snapped at you. My parents spoiled me growing up, so I have a bad temper. I'm sorry."

Susan turned to look at Randall, not sure what to do.

Randall asked his girlfriend, "Do you forgive her?"

Susan pouted in that cute way of hers. She understood how desperate Jenny was to find her father, but she had her own thoughts about it too. After all, Jenny was Randall's superior, and they'd already come this far — might as well see it through. It wouldn't be good if Randall ended up having trouble with colleagues or managers at work later. Susan nodded.

Randall took his girlfriend's hand and led her inside. "Once we're in there — no eating, no drinking, don't leave my side for a second, and don't let go of my hand."

Susan nodded obediently. It was her first time in a nightclub, and she was full of curiosity. She noticed even the steps were different — they glowed with colorful lights.

Jenny followed behind them.

The deeper they went, the more they could see couples tangled together in the shadows, some making no effort to hide their intimacy at all. Susan's eyes went wide. People were really this bold and open about it?

"Don't look."

Susan said innocently, "I can't control my own eyes."

Randall raised his arm and put it around her shoulder, spreading his palm open with the base of his thumb resting at her temple, his long fingers blocking her view on one side.

As they went further in, the scenes got more explicit. Randall simply closed his hand and covered her eyes completely.

Jenny watched Randall's broad back as he walked ahead. In one hand he swung his keys, a small charm hanging from the keychain — a pendant made from a photo of his girlfriend. His other arm was wrapped around Susan, his jacket covering half of her body. From behind, you could see at a glance how much protection and love he gave her.

On the way here, Jenny had also felt it firsthand — the way this couple was with each other, and how devoted he was. It was exactly what she had always wanted, yet always believed didn't exist in the real world.

They entered the main floor. The music was deafening, the crowd was loud and lively, the room was dim, and crystal chandeliers rotated slowly overhead — yellow light falling across Randall's back one moment, then red, then blue, then purple, colors cycling endlessly.

Someone came up to greet them right away. "How many in your party, sir?"

The bartender looked at the two girls, then looked at Randall with a whole new expression. "Wow, nice work, man — brought two ladies with you." He looked at Susan and said, "We just opened, so ladies get in free. Come on in, right this way."

Every bar wants attractive people around to draw in business, so good-looking girls often get special treatment. Susan was clearly one of them.

Randall was not pleased. He kept his hand on Susan's shoulder and said flatly, "Back off. This is my girlfriend. The one behind us is a coworker."

The guy apologized repeatedly. It was opening week — they couldn't afford to upset customers.

Once inside, Susan looked around at the crowd, her mouth dropping open. "Randall, it's so lively in here! I just can't really see anyone."

Randall pointed down one side and said to Jenny, "You check over there. We'll take this side."

"I'm scared to go alone," Jenny said, her eyes showing genuine hesitation.

Randall didn't bother arguing. He kept his arm around Susan and started working their way through the rows.