The next scene to be shot was a monologue, where his character reminisces about his late wife and drinks alone under the moon.

There was no dialogue in this scene, which was a real test of the actor’s skills.

But it seemed that acting was something Atlas Shaw was born with. Mabel Quinn watched in awe at Atlas’s performance. Even though she had seen many of his live performances over the six years, each time she saw it, she still felt it was exceptionally brilliant and a visual delight.

She remembered back when she barely escaped death, and when she finally regained consciousness and opened her eyes, she thought she was hallucinating upon seeing the person in front of her.

Atlas Shaw... she knew his name even before he introduced himself. She had watched the film he rose to fame with at sixteen, several times, marveling at his acting skills at such a young age.

But she never imagined that one day, Atlas Shaw would become her savior.

No... not only did he save her life, but also her daughter’s life.

"Cut!" the director called out, clearly satisfied with the scene.

Atlas Shaw turned his head and looked in Mabel Quinn’s direction, his gaze meeting hers directly. At least while he was acting, her gaze was focused on him!

The scene was finished, and as Atlas Shaw had predicted, it only took ten minutes.

Mabel Quinn checked the time and then said to Atlas Shaw, "I have to go, if I don’t pick up Ivy soon, I really won’t make it."

"I’ll take you," he said.

"No need, you still have work to do. I can pick her up myself," she replied.

"So, how was my performance just now?" he asked, still reluctant to part.

"Very good," she replied.

"Does it qualify me to act in the script you’ve written?" he asked, leaning down to look at her eye to eye, his eyes filled with immense anticipation.

She was slightly taken aback, then smiled, "Okay, this time when I finish writing my script, I’ll ask you to star in it."

"Great, it’s settled then!" he said, suddenly hooking his little finger around hers.

"What are you doing?" she asked, dumbfounded.

"Pinky swear, otherwise what if you go back on your word!" he replied, then actually recited the childhood promise chant.

Mabel Quinn laughed in exasperation, while others in the crew were shocked, never having seen Atlas Shaw interact like this with anyone, they widened their eyes in curiosity, speculating on the woman’s identity.

After the pinky swear, Mabel Quinn finally managed to leave, but just before she left, she overheard someone looking at their phone and talking to a nearby person, "Hey, I heard Kyle Kinston is coming to our city for the mergers of several corporations. If those companies get merged by the Kinston Family, he could definitely move up the world wealth rankings..."

Mabel Quinn paused... She hadn’t expected to hear news about Kyle Kinston so unexpectedly.

That man... has he come to the city?!

Just like that, after six years, they were in the same city again.

Mabel Quinn got into a taxi; her car was in for maintenance today, so she hadn’t driven. After telling the driver the kindergarten’s address, she hesitated a moment before entering a few keywords into her phone. Soon, news about Kyle Kinston coming to the city appeared right before her eyes.