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Right now, he was speaking with the last of his willpower,

he indeed suggested a method, to make himself lose mobility before he completely lost control. Besides, she absolutely didn’t want Alessia Quinn to succeed like this.

Mabel Quinn took a deep breath, looked at Atlas Shaw and said, "Do you trust me?"

"I do." He replied without hesitation.

"Alright, I will knock you out unconscious, and I’ll handle the rest. It’s just that the final result, whether good or bad, cannot be predicted. After all, anything could happen unexpectedly; if things don’t develop as hoped in the end, it might lead to bad consequences." Of course, she would try her best to control the impact to the smallest possible extent.

"Do whatever you think should be done..." Atlas Shaw said.

Mabel Quinn looked at the man in front of her; he was undoubtedly attractive, otherwise, he wouldn’t be an idol in the hearts of millions of women. She had always been deeply grateful to Atlas Shaw.

If it weren’t for him back then, she... and Alessia wouldn’t be alive in this world now; they would have surely died in the icy sea water. When the accident occurred, when the ship sank, she thought she was certainly doomed, freezing water consuming her life.

But unexpectedly, he saved her. When she woke up and realized she was still alive, with the child inside her safe and sound, she felt as if she had been reborn.

The lives of her and her daughter could be said to have been given by him. In her most destitute, most helpless time, it was he who helped her, allowing her to settle and survive in this city.

And when she almost had a difficult labor, it was also him, who stood outside the hospital room. Without him, even if she had survived the ocean, she might not have known how to get through that most difficult time.

She had always wanted to repay him, but not with her feelings. Because in her heart... there was someone else. What he wanted, she simply couldn’t give. Because she couldn’t give, she felt even more guilty.

This kindness he showed her, maybe she could never repay him in her lifetime.

Seeing him seemingly about to kiss her uncontrollably, Mabel Quinn swung her other hand towards the side of Atlas Shaw’s face.

The "smack" sound of the slap instantly echoed in the room, a red mark left on his cheek from her hand print, indicating the slap was not light.

But at times like this, the harder the slap, the more it could bring him back to his senses.

"Atlas Shaw, snap out of it, are you really planning to go along with the wishes of those who set us up?" Mabel Quinn shouted.

Atlas Shaw’s eyes regained some clarity; her slap had some effect.

He almost painfully released his grip on her hand, with a strained smile, then using all his strength, suddenly stood up, but due to the force being too great, ended up falling to the ground.

He was the dignified film emperor, an idol in the hearts of countless girls, shining brightly in public, but who could see him in such a miserable state.

"Sorry..." he said, "There won’t be a next time... If you’re going to take action, do it quickly, I can handle it! So, don’t be afraid of hitting me too hard." He was asking her to hurry and knock him out, after all, it was the best method for now.

Mabel Quinn pressed her lips together and stepped forward; this time, she finally knocked Atlas Shaw out as she wished.

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