You were reassigned to the Lamont residence after your master, Grand Mistress Catherine, passed away. Two months passed uneventfully until the duke returned from a business trip in France and summoned you to his room.

"He has been waiting for you. Hurry inside before he gets angry," Vasin, his personal butler, advised.

You thanked him before entering the grand duke's study. The man, in his mid-thirties, was casually drinking wine while reading a book.

"My Lord," you greeted, "Is there anything I can help with—"

"Do you know why I called you here?" he interrupted, still focused on the book.

"No, sir."

He smirked, slightly irritated, "It seems you don't feel guilty at all about slapping your own Lord that time, hmm?" He then stood up from his chair and approached you.

Yes, you had slapped him two months ago, thinking he had inappropriate intentions toward you that night.