"Shut the fuck up, Miss Seymore! Have you said enough?"
At this moment, Hiram Bailey was not furious yet; relatively calm, considering.
To him, this woman was just a crazy person, and he didn't want to engage with her.
Miss Seymore cackled non-stop.
To Hiram Bailey, her laughter was particularly harsh, "So, your purpose of talking to me today is just to provoke me?"
"No."
Of course, that was not her intention.
She just wanted to...have a look at him.
Hiram Bailey raised an eyebrow: "If there's anything else, just say it quickly. I have other things to do."
"Hiram."
"Miss Seymore, you don't have to be so polite. Besides, I don't know you well, nor do I know your family."
Miss Seymore's grip tightened, smiling, she said, "Then I won't bother you today."
Hiram Bailey: "Take care, not sending you off."
No matter how he treated her, she accepted it all. Before leaving, she didn't forget to say: "You two will never be together. Mark my words."