Chapter 324 Six Years
Melody had been at the Imperial Nightclub for nearly a decade but had never seen the boss.
After talking to Susan, Melody thought maybe the founder wasn't the current boss. The new boss seemed really young.
For someone so young to run the nightclub, he must have serious connections.
Melody said, "Susan, I haven't seen him either. But if he shows up, I'll let you know. Just don't jump to conclusions. You can't be sure he's the person you imagine him to be."
Susan smiled. "Thanks, Melody."
"Alright, get some rest," Melody said, noticing Susan's bloodshot eyes and the empty bottles on the floor. "You have work tonight. Rest up and don't overthink it."
Susan left the nightclub and went home, looking downcast.
Her mom, Ellen Taylor, saw her and frowned. "Where were you last night? I called and texted, but you didn't respond. Now you're staying out all night!"
Susan felt a headache coming on. She changed her shoes and headed to her room. Ellen, annoyed, followed her.
"Susan, quit that job and focus on school. Your dad said you skipped another class! You're a senior. Do you want to graduate or not?"
"Mom, I'm tired. I need to sleep," Susan said, trying to close the door.
Ellen smelled the alcohol. "Have you been drinking? I told you not to work in places like that! Look at yourself!"
"Like what?" Susan gripped the doorknob, her knuckles white. "What's wrong with the nightclub? I earn my own money."
Ellen sighed. "I know you blame us for Simon leaving. But our family has a scholarly background. Your dad and your grandfathers all work in education. I want you to have a good career too."
"Mom, Simon didn't do anything wrong. It was investigated six years ago. Those people committed suicide; it wasn't Simon's fault!" Susan said, shutting the door.
She leaned against the door. Ellen knocked a few times but then gave up.
Susan opened her eyes, feeling drained. She lay on her bed, thinking of Simon.
The last time she saw Simon, he had just gotten out of prison after a month. He looked rough and said he was leaving.
Susan asked where he was going, if he'd come back, how long he'd be gone, and what he was going to do.
Simon didn't answer. He just told her to wait five years. If he didn't come back, she shouldn't wait anymore.
Now it was the sixth year, and Susan was still waiting.