Sweet Subterfuge

“Don’t panic.” She calmed herself down and comforted the assistant instead. “This isn’t your fault. I don’t blame you. Go around and ask if anyone has seen Aster. I will call the security department. Bye.”

She walked toward the main entrance even as she called security.

There were only two places where one could enter and exit the hotel-a main entrance, and an emergency back exit. Under normal circumstances, the back exit was not open.

If Aster had really been kidnapped, the kidnapper had to go through either one of those doors with Aster. She got security to retrieve the

surveillance footage from the floor that the restaurant was on before getting them to send people to guard both exits.

“The moment you have anything, call me immediately.” she said.

Larissa kept her eyes fixed on the main entrance. There were a lot of people moving in and out. She stared at every child that passed her by-but none of them were her Aster. Nothing came from security either.

The feeling of unease Larissa felt grew stronger and stronger, and her heart began to sink bit by bit.

nearly an hour, security finally called. “Ms. Seymour, we’ve found your son!

you need us to

the fact that she was wearing almost 4-inch

right now! I be there

check in as she ordered the front desk, “Give me a room card for 1503” with

Seymour!” She immediately had the

as well as squeezing her way into the elevator car. She ignored the crowd’s complaints as well as their ridicule, her

the people in

out of her f ucking

she think she’s

was close to the elevator, and she arrived within two minutes. Security personnel had not yet

opened the

cries. Unable to think of anything else, fear and worry urged her to open the door and rush

two people in