Selina de Loon glanced at the clock hanging in front of the dining room entrance and frowned slightly.
«This boy is late today…» she couldn't help but think when it was already a few minutes after the scheduled start time for their dinner together. This was the first time this had happened. Usually, Jeremy always arrived at the dining room on time or even did it in advance, so as not to inadvertently incur the Duchess's displeasure.
But what happened today?
While the woman was thinking about this, the butler standing next to her asked uncertainly:
— Your Grace... Are you really going to wait for my lord?
Selina couldn't help but grimace at these words.
«Wait? Me?»
Since she had never had to do anything like this before, a strange expression appeared on the Duchess' face. Selina wasn't used to waiting for anyone, and this situation was stressing her out.
Butler Philipps, on the other hand, had a confused expression on his face.