"Isn't the man with six fingers called Seamus Wilbert, God of Gambling of Ridges, who was working for Harry Shaw?"
"It's him. Apart from him, who else can be served by the boss of DH Century Mall?"
"But who is that kid? Why is Seamus so respectful to him?"
"Who knows? But the person who can make God of Gambling so respectful must be Mr. Shaw's honored guest!"
The crowd discussed and secretly guessed Atlas's real identity.
Shelly and the others were stunned.
"How could this be?"
"Didn't we see Six Fingers last time in the Emerald Pavilion? At that time, Atlas had obviously rejected him!"
"Why on earth is he helping Atlas?"
Seeing the plan that was about to succeed suddenly failed, Shelly was distressed. Moreover, because of this, his uncle was fired.
Shelly's face turned pale with regret. She didn't know how to face her uncle when she went out.
Joseph clenched his fists tightly and glared at Atlas's departing figure with a ferocious expression. He roared in his heart, "Why? He's just a kept man and a loser!"
"It's one thing that Beckett Jackman treated him respectfully, but now even Harry Shaw has begun to rope him in. What has he got?"
Gavin was also stunned. After a while, he exclaimed, "I can't believe it!"
Tobias's face darkened and he was also stunned for a long time. "Atlas, it seems that you are qualified to be my real enemy!"
Viviana's mood was the most complicated. She really wanted to see Atlas make a fool of himself because she couldn't stand Atlas' arrogant attitude now.
She wanted to break the mask that Atlas used to disguise himself and regain the feeling of being superior.
However, Atlas was her nominal husband, so she could enjoy half of Atlas' everything. Therefore, deep down in her heart, she hoped that Atlas would be powerful!
But so far, Viviana was more willing to see Atlas' embarrassment. If she did not crush Atlas' cockiness, even if Atlas became stronger, she would not be able to enjoy the glory of being Atlas' wife.
It was impossible for Viviana to bow to Atlas.
"Atlas, you were lucky enough to escape again!" Viviana clenched her fists, unwilling to give up.
Atlas and Evelyn followed Seamus to a luxurious reception room.
A strong young man in a black suit opened the door. Seamus looked at the middle-aged man, who was half lying on the sofa with his legs crossed and his eyes closed, and said respectfully, "Mr. Shaw, Mr. Lincoln is here!"
The middle-aged man looked like an ordinary person, nothing special in the crowd. However, the moment he opened his eyes, he was like a lion staring at his subjects. His entire person was different in an instant.
Before Harry Shaw could speak, the handsome young man in a delicate white shirt, who was drinking tea with a teacup, suddenly spat out a mouthful of tea.
The young man put down the teacup in his hand and said with a disdainful smile, "Harry, is this the helper you invited? If there is no one else, I can lend a man to you. You don't have to find a kid to make up the numbers, do you?"
The others in the room also sneered. It was conceivable who dared to laugh at Harry Shaw.
Harry was sizing Atlas up. He was wondering what Atlas could do at such a young age.
If it weren't for Seamus' insistent recommendation, Harry wouldn't have agreed.
Now that Eddy Tsin took the opportunity to mock him, Harry felt ashamed.
"Is this God of Gambling that you call ten times better than you? Seamus, don't you think I'm embarrassed enough?" Harry complained in a low voice.
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