Tom explained while gesturing helplessly. He then looked at Ariana, his gaze filled with a mix of vulnerability and sincerity.

“Originally, I thought I could make some extra money during this talent show, especially since it gained so much attention. I wanted to seize the opportunity and finally pay off the remaining debts.

However, during the competition, there was no substantial income to be earned. Even if I hadn't been eliminated, the appearance fees were only a few hundred dollars. I would have had to wait until the show ended or my manager secured me some events to earn anything significant. But the bank's relentless pressure and my sister's tuition fees weighed heavily on me. She's working part-time as well, but I didn't want her to bear such a heavy burden. So, I made the decision to try and earn some extra income myself.”

Listening to Tom's heartfelt explanation, Ariana couldn't help but feel sympathy for the young man. He had faced so much hardship at a relatively tender age.

"You should have confided in me about these issues earlier," Ariana sighed gently, her voice laced with compassion.

Tom offered a faint smile.

"It's my own situation, and I believed I could manage it on my own. Besides, I didn't want to trouble you."

Ariana accepted the responsibility, acknowledging her oversight. She then took immediate action and contacted her assistant while Tom stood by.

"I will have my assistant provide you with an advance on the performance fees for all of you. It may not be much, but it should help ease the immediate financial strain."

Tom found himself momentarily taken aback, his eyes widening in disbelief at Ariana's unwavering trust. A blend of surprise and genuine warmth washed over him as he finally found his voice.

"Aren't you afraid I'll take the money and run?"

Ariana's composure remained unshaken as she calmly shook her head, her unwavering conviction evident.

"No, I trust my judgment, and I don't believe I'll be wrong."

Following this exchange, Ariana turned her attention to Tom. Her query was gentle but loaded with purpose.

“Do you possess any photographs or videos from your performances at the bar? Such evidence could be instrumental in clearing your name."

Tom's expression shifted to one of dejection, and he hung his head, his voice carrying a hint of regret.

"I usually depart promptly after my performances. Sometimes, I need to rush to the next one, leaving me with no time to record anything. I'm not even certain if there were any audience members capturing videos."

Ariana, ever the source of encouragement, reassured him in earnest, "It's alright. Even without videos, we can explore alternative avenues. Solutions abound for every problem. Don't lose hope."

At that moment, a timid young girl seated nearby finally gathered the courage to speak. Her voice, barely above a whisper, broke the silence.

"I. I have photos and a complete video."