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Hearing Hazel Kramer introduce himself like this, William Cole was even more frustrated.
He really wanted to shake off Hazel Kramer's hand, but she was already clinging onto his arm, making it impossible for him to pull away.
William Cole wasn't afraid of Lloyd Campbell, but he couldn't stand up to Hazel Kramer's relentless nuisance. "Hazel Kramer, stop talking nonsense; if you continue rambling, don't blame me for being rude to you!"
Far from being intimidated, Hazel Kramer countered, "Alright, I'd like to see how you're going to be rude to me."
"Are you going to execute me here and now, or take me back for a thorough lesson?"
"Why aren't you speaking? Come on, say something!"
Hazel Kramer looked up with her head tilted back, smiling cheerfully at William Cole.
Seeing William Cole's forehead veins throbbing with suppressed rage, she found it hilarious and thought teasing him was very entertaining.
"Doo doo doo—"