Chapter 36 The Pressure From the Graydon Family

"Slow down, slow down. You are pressing my feet!" Will screamed and shrank back in pain.

"Go to your side. It's crooked!" Lebel commanded.

With a heavy thud, the human-shaped stone statue finally landed safely.

Will wiped the sweat on his face and exhaled a sigh of relief.

"Lebel, do you think that Sophia's temper is getting worse and worse recently?"

Lebel shrugged and said, "The hostess of a pub is a highly risky job. You can have a try every day facing so many middle-aged drunk guests. It's difficult for you not to be angry."

"No, I mean, although she was sometimes angry and often frozen the guests into stone statues, after my observation in the pub these days, she seemed to lose her temper more and more frequently."

"No, no, no. It's not like that. It must be getting more and more. It's her third time this week." Will paused and gave an accurate answer.