Chapter 449
Sweet Subterfuge
âDonât panic.â She calmed herself down and comforted the assistant instead. âThis isnât your fault. I donât blame you. Go around and ask if anyone has seen Aster. I will call the security department. Bye.â
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.
âThe moment you have anything, call me immediately.â 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. âMs. Seymour, weâve found your son! Heâs been taken by a very strangely dressed person to Room 1503. Do you need us to go over?â
Larissa ran towards the front desk, ignoring the fact that she was wearing almost 4-inch heels.
âYes! Send people over right now! I be there soon!â
She literally cut through the line of quests waiting to check in as she ordered the front desk, âGive me a room card for 1503â with a loud voice, scaring the young girl stationed there.
âRight away. Ms. Seymour!â She immediately had the card ready for her.
Larissa raced toward the elevator, lighting her way past the crowd as well as squeezing her way into the elevator car. She ignored the crowdâs complaints as well as their ridicule, her eyes remained fixed on the constantly changing numbers on the elevator screen.
The moment the number changed to 15. she shoved at the people in front of her and stumbled out of the elevator.
âIs she out of her f ucking mind?â
âWhere the hell does she think sheâs going? Crazy woman!â
She ignored all and any curses sent her way. Room 1503 was close to the elevator, and she arrived within two minutes. Security personnel had not yet arrived.
Larissa could not wait: she opened the door with the room card.
In the next second, she heard Asterâs cries. Unable to think of anything else, fear and worry urged her to open the door and rush in.
There were two people in the room.
Aster was curled up under the study table, and the very strangely dressed person, as described by security, wore a long windbreaker. He wore what looked like a sweatshirt underneath the windbreaker as well as a cap on his head, and he had his back to her, kicking Aster with vehemence.
All the blood rushed into Larissaâs head, and she saw red as all sense of rationality vanished.
âLet go of my son!â She rushed over and wrapped her arms lightly around the manâs waist, yanking him away from Aster.
That man was not strong-and was actually rather thin and weak. Larissa easily dragged him over to the bed belore elbowing him hard. sending him sprawling onto the bed. She proceeded to pin him down, hands pressed firmly on his shoulders while her knees dug into the small of his back.
âAhr the person screamed.
Only did Larissa realize-âheâ was actually a woman!