"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.
After nearly an hour, security finally called. "Ms. Seymour, we've found your son! He's been taken by a very strangely dressed person to Room 1503. Do you need us to go over?"
Larissa ran towards the front desk, ignoring the fact that she was wearing almost 4-inch heels.
"Yes! Send people over right now! I'll be there soon!"
She literally cut through the line of guests waiting to check in as she ordered the front desk, "Give me a room card for 1503!" with a loud voice, scaring the young girl stationed there.
"Right away, Ms. Seymour!" She immediately had the card ready for her.
Larissa raced toward the elevator, fighting her way past the crowd as well as squeezing her way into the elevator car. She ignored the crowd's complaints as well as their ridicule, her eyes remained fixed on the constantly changing numbers on the elevator screen.
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