But to her shock, her son was nowhere to be found.

Panicked, she roamed the studio, frantically questioning everyone she encountered.

The makeup artist who had just worked on Simms noticed Ariana's distraught expression and asked, “Are you looking for the little kid who was sitting there a while ago? If so, Simms sent him to go get coffee."

Hearing this, Ariana's anger flared.

And coincidentally, Simms was there.

Ariana rushed over and asked, "Did you send my son to get you coffee?"

Simms seemed totally unfazed by her anger.

He raised an eyebrow, and asked calmly, “What's the matter? Hasn't he come back yet?"

The man's relaxed and even flippant attitude made Ariana instantly furious.

She threw the interview script she had in hand in Simms ‘ face.

With in her she snatched her card anger burning eyes, press from around her neck and roared, “What kind of person are you? How dare you send a five-year-old to get you a coffee?"

Without waiting for Simms to say anything else, she rushed downstairs to the coffee shop.

However, Melon wasn't there either.

Ariana questioned the staff.

"There was indeed a little child, but he left a while ago," 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, "The footage from our surveillance cameras is strictly controlled. You must apply to the building's property management staff to gain access. The application process may take up to tomorrow. Or you can get the police involved. Otherwise we can't give you access to our surveillance footage."

Ariana couldn't afford to wait.

She began to pace back and forth between the building and the coffee shop, repeatedly calling out her son's name.