Seeing the happiness radiating from the child, Arianaâs spirits lifted as well, and she continued her gentle inquiry, âWhatâs your name? IâLL go to the information desk to find your parents.
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But the little girl remained silent, completely engrossed in playing with her figurines, as if oblivious to the world around her.
Ariana couldnât help but feel a pang of concern as she observed her behavior.
Something seemed off, as if the little girl was living in her own world.
Based on her reactions, Ariana began to suspect that she might be a child with autism.
With this realization in mind, Ariana crouched down again and gently spoke to the girl.
âHello, little sweet.
Can you tell me how old you are? Do you remember your mommy or daddyâs name?â
Still, the little girl gave no response.
Arianaâs intuition grew stronger, confirming her suspicion.
She made a few more attempts to engage the girl with the outside world, but the responses remained weak.
It was almost certain now that the child was autistic.
Inexplicably, Ariana felt a mix of emotions, a pang of sadness followed by a surge of anger.
How could this cute girlâs parents have been so careless as to let her wander around the mall alone?
Just as Ariana was about to give up on trying to communicate verbally, the little girl surprised her by taking off the small backpack she was wearing.
She then pointed to a name tag on it.
Arianaâs eyes lit up with excitement as she asked, âIs your name Adele?â
However, the little girl remained unfazed, continuing to play with figurines, completely unresponsive to Arianaâs attempt to connect.
Still, Ariana couldnât help but be overjoyed as the little girl had responded to her question.
This was a promising sign for both of them.
With a name now known, Ariana could announce it over the intercom and begin the search for Adeleâs parents.
For a child with autism, engaging with othersâ questions marked a significant breakthrough, a possible step towards liberation from its grasp.
Inexplicably delighted, Ariana knelt down and spoke gently.
âAdele, letâs go find your mommy and daddy, alright?â
She extended her hand towards Adele.
Yet, just as this tender moment unfolded, a worried voice called out from behind, âOh my goodness, Miss, I finally found you!â
Ariana glanced in the direction of the voice and spotted a middle-aged woman hurrying towards them.
Her instincts kicked in, making her instantly wary.
With the recent rise in child trafficking, she was wary of strangers.
She positioned herself protectively in front of Adele and asked, âWho are you?â
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The middle-aged woman nervously responded, âIâm her nanny, and this is our young miss.
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A nanny? Hearing this, Ariana couldnât help but doubt the womanâs claim.
When she looked down at Adele, she met her big eyes, and Adele was staring up at her in silence.
The middle-aged woman became even more flustered and exclaimed, âOh, miss, please return with me.
Master will be mad if he finds this out.
â
She moved to hold Adeleâs hand.
Ariana wasnât easily convinced.
âHold on.
Can you prove that this child is part of your family? I canât just Let you take her without any evidence.
What if youâre involved in something shady?â