"What, you think Stanley can't catch you?" George sneered.
Ivan lowered his eyes and didn't speak, waiting for a while before speaking, "I never said Stanley couldn't catch me, and in this world, there's never a place where I can hide for the rest of my life, Stanley and I will eventually fight head to head."
"In that case, then why are you hiding? Wouldn't it be better to appear directly in front of Stanley?" George said.
Ivan pursed his lips, "That's none of your business, you still haven't answered the question I just asked, have you thought about the patient's surgery plan or not?"
"I already have a plan, but whether or not it can be implemented, we can only know when I see the patient in person." George returned indifferently.
Ivan nodded, "That's easy, we're just on our way to the hospital now, you'll naturally see the patient when you get there."
George didn't speak anymore.
Ivan also shut his mouth.
There was silence in the car, only the sound of shallow breathing audible.
Half an hour later, they arrived at the destination.
Ivan took George into the hospital and after another hour, the patient was wheeled into the operating room.
Violet finished her work, came out of the study and went downstairs to the living room, ready for a drink.
In the living room, Stanley was holding his cell phone and seemed to be talking to someone on the phone, his face not looking very good.
Violet lightened her steps and walked over, pouring herself water while watching him, not bothering him to answer the phone.
It wasn't until a few minutes later when Stanley finished answering the phone and put the phone down from his ear that Violet sipped her water and asked, "Honey, what's wrong?"
"It's not a big deal." Stanley rubbed his brow and replied somewhat tiredly.
Seeing this, Violet put down the cup in her hand, got up and walked behind him, rubbing his shoulders, "Tell me about it, see if I can help, if not, it's okay to be a listener and de-stress for you."
Stanley smiled, "Well, actually it's not anything important, after Sam's death, the companies under his hands were regulated by me. Since Sam's companies are too scattered, so it will take a long time to fully integrate into the Murphy Group's banner. Now a few months have passed, the people responsible for taking inventory of Sam's companies came to me with news that those companies in Sam are in a state of profit loss."
"Profit loss?" Violet raised her eyebrows.
Stanley nodded, "Sam is a great spender, and he takes public accounts for everything he does, so it causes those companies of his to have their books in a state of deficit, some even outright deficit."
"Then that means if you want to integrate these companies into the Murphy Group, you still need to fill those deficits for Sam?" Violet looked at him.
Stanley raised his chin slightly, "That's right."
"No wonder your face is so dark, but it's okay, when we catch Ivan later, let Ivan fill it, the father's debt is paid by the son." Violet said as she leaned on his shoulder.
Stanley turned his head to look at her and smiled dotingly, "My wife is just smart."
"Right?" Violet smiled.
Stanley nodded, "Yes!"
"Well, enough about that, I'm going to go see if the two kids are back and if they're still out playing with the drones."
Saying that, Violet let go of Stanley's shoulder and was about to go out.
Stanley took her hand, "They're already back."
Violet stopped in her tracks.
Stanley lifted his chin, "Yes, while you were busy, I took them upstairs to take a bath and change, and they're sleeping at the moment."
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