Henry’s slap landed hard on Molly’s cheek.

“Young master, you slapped me...” Molly whispered gently, feeling the sting spread across her skin.

“Are you questioning me? Maybe I should remind you with another slap, you animal in human form!” Henry’s words dripped with venom as his voice rose to a shout.

Molly stammered, her lips trembling. “I-I’m sorry, young master, it was madam...”

Smack!

Henry’s hand cracked across her cheek again, the sound echoing through the silent compound.

“Quit that explanation of yours!” he thundered. “What did I tell you the moment she arrived in this house? Answer me!”

“You told us... the same respect given to you should be...