CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Chapter 1540

At that thought, unwavering conviction fleeted across his gaze. Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Soon after, the lights in the operating theater were switched off.

Seeing this, the man called out to Sean, “Mr. Thompson, the surgery has ended.”

Sean snapped out of his daze and straightened his back. He took a few steps forward and turned around, lifting his head to look at the door of the operating theatre.

The door slid open, and out came Stanley. He was clad in green scrubs, a scrub cap, and a face mask.

“How was the surgery?” Sean went straight to the point.

“It was a success,” Stanley replied as he pulled the mask off his face.

Hearing this, Sean heaved a sigh of relief, and a smile spread across his face. “Good.”

“Now, can you tell me where the Rivers family is?” Stanley queried, shooting the other man a sharp glance.

Sean took out a packet of cigarettes from his pocket and lit a stick. With a smile, he said, “What's the rush? I have to know if you had done something to the patient just in case the deal doesn't go through, don't you think?”

Stanley's face clouded over. “You don't trust me?”

Taking a drag of his cigarette, Sean continued, “Don't be angry. It's true that I don't trust you, but aren't you the same?”

With that, Stanley furrowed his brows and fell silent.

Indeed, it was just as the man said. Sean didn't trust him, and vice versa.

Noticing his silence, Sean curled the corner of his lips into a smile. “You didn't refute my statement. Isn't that enough to prove what I said was true? If that's the case, then I have to ensure the patient's fine after the surgery before telling you the Rivers family's whereabouts. That's not too much to ask, right?” After a brief pause, he called out to his subordinate. “Marquinho.”

“Yes!” The bald man hurried over as soon as he heard his name.

“Go get another doctor to verify if the surgery was a success and check if anything fishy has been done to the patient.”

“Understood, Mr. Thompson,” said Marquinho. He then cast a glance at Stanley and went to do as he was told.

At that, Stanley sneered. “You can have someone else verify the surgery and check if I've done something to the patient. If the location you give me ends up being inaccurate after you made sure that I've done nothing I wasn't supposed to, then don't blame me for hunting you down and taking your life!”

All of a sudden, Sean laughed, as if his mood had improved.

After a while, he looked at the man. “Don't worry, you won't have that opportunity.”

“I hope so,” said Stanley, his tone ice-cold.

After that, the two men didn't utter another word and merely stood there, waiting.

Half an hour passed before Marquinho returned.

Sean flicked the cigarette butt away and asked, “Well?”

Marquinho shook his head as he explained, “Mr. Thompson, the doctors have done their examinations. The surgery was a success, and nothing fishy has been done to the patient.”

“Got it.” With his chin held high, Sean landed his gaze on Stanley. “To be honest, I'm quite surprised you didn't pull any tricks, but it also shows how badly you want to find Joyce. I guess you are serious since you know I wouldn't tell you her whereabouts if I were to find out that you did something behind my back.”

Something glinted across the latter's eyes, but his eyes quickly returned to normal. “Now that you know everything's fine, where's the address!” he demanded coldly.

“Don't worry, I'm a man of my word.”

As soon as he said that, Sean pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over to him. “This is where the Rivers family is currently at.”

Hearing this, Stanley hurriedly snatched the paper from the man and gave it a glance. His frown deepened when he read what was written on the paper. “Why is she in that country!”

“They're there, and that's the truth. The pace of life over there is slow, and the weather is great as well. It's a perfect place for retirement or to go on a break. You've tormented the Rivers family, so it makes sense why they would go there,” said Sean nonchalantly.

Gripping the paper tightly, Stanley queried, “All right, I'll believe you this time, but I want to know how you found out about their whereabouts.”