Chapter 1527

Chapter 1527Stanley narrowed his eyes. “Regret? I've never deceived myself, nor will I regret anything.”
“Whatever.” Sean shrugged and changed the topic. “By the way, have you thought of a plan for the
patient's surgery? The patient is quite old and has a weak body. The other doctors don't even dare to
perform a craniotomy. If not for your skills, I wouldn't have taken such a huge risk by asking you to fly
over here. I'm sure Shane is aware that you've left J City by now. He might even discover your purpose
for coming to Astoria.”
Stanley side-eyed him indifferently. “What now? Are you afraid? It makes sense. After all, Shane hates
you for everything you did. You'll be dead meat once he catches you.”
“Hah! I'll think about it when he does.” Sean's lips curled into a smile.
“Do you think he can't?” Stanley sneered.
Hearing that, Sean lowered his gaze and said nothing until a moment later. “I never said that. After all,
there's no place on earth that can keep me hidden forever. Shane and I will have to face each other
one day.”
“Why are you still hiding, then? Why don't you just appear in front of Shane?” questioned Stanley.
Sean pursed his lips. “That's none of your business. Anyway, you haven't answered my question. Have
you come up with a plan already?”
“I have, but I'll have to see the patient to know if it can be implemented,” uttered Stanley plainly. “I have, but I'll have to see the patient to know if it can be implemented,” uttered Stanley plainly.
Nodding, Sean said, “That's easy. We're on the way to the hospital now. You'll meet the patient once
we're there.”
With that, Stanley fell silent.
Sean, too, followed suit.
Immediately, silence filled the car. Only faint breathing sounds could be heard.
This chapter upload first at NovelEbook.OrgHalf an hour later, they arrived at their destination.
Sean led Stanley into the hospital, and the patient was pushed into the operating theater an hour later.
Meanwhile, Natalie had completed her tasks. She stepped out of the study and went to the living room
to get a drink.
Sitting in the living room was Shane. He was on the phone with someone and did not appear to be in a
good mood.
Seeing that, Natalie carefully made her way over and poured herself a glass of water while watching
him in silence.
A few minutes later, Shane finally hung up and put down his phone. Only then did Natalie ask, “What's
wrong, Darling? Why do you look so upset?” “It's nothing major,” Shane responded in a slightly tired tone while massaging his temples.
Noting that, Natalie put down her glass, went to his back, and massaged his shoulders. “Come on. Tell
me. I might be able to help. If not, you can just treat me as a listener to vent your emotions.”
Shane chortled. “All right. It's nothing important, really. Ever since Sam died, I've placed his companies
under Thompson Group. However, his companies are too scattered. It'll take a long time to gather all of
them under Thompson Group. It's been a few months now, and the person in charge of doing audit is
telling me that most of them are actually facing losses.”
“What?” Natalie raised a brow.
Shane grunted a response. “Sam spends money like crazy, and he always uses the company account,
causing his companies to face losses. Some even have deficits.”
“That means you have to cover the losses on Sam's behalf in order to integrate those companies into
Thompson Group, right?” Natalie eyed him questioningly.
Shane bobbed his head. “Exactly.”
“No wonder you look so upset. Don't worry. Once we catch Sean, we'll make him pay. A son should pay
for the father's debts, anyway,” said Natalie while leaning on his shoulder.
Shane turned around and flashed her an affectionate smile. “My wife is so smart.”