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William Cole wouldn't be having snake soup, by the time he arrived at the Kramer residence, it was already 6 p.m.

Hazel Kramer was dressed in black with a white flower pinned to her chest. The moment William stepped out of his car, a light drizzle started to fall.

"Grandfather passed away peacefully at five this afternoon."

"The news has already spread, and I'm afraid the shareholders of the Kramer Corporation will come to our house tonight to pay their last respects. Then there will be a shareholders' meeting. Jude Kramer won't sit idly by; he will start taking actions against me now." Hazel's lips slightly parted as she spoke, giving off a pale but delicate charm.

William couldn't sense any grief from Hazel: "Old Mr. Kramer clearly supported you, otherwise he wouldn't have asked for my assistance."

"If that's the case, why didn't he leave a will bequeathing the Kramer family to you while he was still alive?"