She threw the interview script she had in hand in Simms â face.
With in her she snatched her card anger burning eyes, press from around her neck and roared, âWhat kind of person are you? How dare you send a five-year-old to get you a coffee?â
Without waiting for Simms to say anything else, she rushed downstairs to the coffee shop.
However, Melon wasnât there either.
Ariana questioned the staff.
âThere was indeed a little child, but he left a while ago,â a waiter replied with a slight frown, seemingly puzzled by her anxious demeanor.
Hearing what the waiter said, Ariana felt her heart beat faster.
She rushed to the front desk and asked to see the surveillance footage.
The front desk staff said in an apologetic tone, âThe footage from our surveillance cameras is strictly controlled.
You must apply to the buildingâs property management staff to gain access.
The application process may take up to tomorrow.
Or you can get the police involved.
Otherwise we canât give you access to our surveillance footage.
â
Ariana couldnât afford to wait.
She began to pace back and forth between the building and the coffee shop, repeatedly calling out her sonâs name.
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Sheâd been looking for Melon for half an hour now, and there was still no sign of him.
At this point, Ariana was on the verge of a nervous meltdown.
Various unsettling thoughts flooded her mind.
Human traffickers were a real concern these days, and her son was so adorable.
Could he have been abducted?
The mere thought sent shivers down Arianaâs spine and she felt Like she couldnât breathe.
Her anxiety mounting, she continued to search frantically, her eyes red with worry.
She meticulously searched every floor of the building.
As soon as the elevator doors opened on the next floor, she rushed outside and nearly bumped into Shawn, who was rushing towards her.
Seeing Ariana, Shawn let out a sigh of relief and quickly held her arm.