Lana looked at Addison seriously. Addison met Lana's gaze, feeling that if she didn't leave soon, Lana would continue watching her, not budging an inch. She felt a surge of embarrassment and quickly forced a smile to cover it. "It's just that ... Lana ... " She stuttered, carefully choosing her words. "Is there an empty room in the servant's quarters?" At that moment, the only solution she could think of was to spend one night in the servant's room. The Johnston Residence took great care of its servants, providing each one with a private room. The furnishings in the servants' quarters were also on par with those in the guest rooms. This was one of the reasons why the Johnston family was so popular in the servant market. "The servant's quarters?" Hearing Addison's question, Lana looked slightly surprised. "I'm not sure if there's an available room ... You'll have to ask Mr. Reed; he's the one in charge of this." "Ah, I see." Addison's long lashes fluttered, her disappointment evident. Lana noticed her expression and felt a little curious. "Mrs. Addison, may I ask why you're inquiring about this? "If it's urgent, I can call Mr. Reed and check for you." Seeing Addison's downcast expression, Lana grew a little anxious. "I ... I just wanted to ask if I could sleep in the servant's room tonight," Addison said, closing her eyes and biting her lip. "What?" Lana seemed unsure of what she had heard. As she stood on the stairs, her leg buckled, and she nearly slipped, almost tumbling down with the plate in her hands. Addison reacted quickly, reaching out to steady her and grabbing her arm to prevent her from falling. "Take it easy ... " Lana was pulled back onto the stairs, but before she could catch her breath, she immediately spoke. "Mrs. Addison, did some careless servant do something wrong by you? "Tell me who they are, and I'll ensure they get a proper lesson." Lana's expression hardened, her wrinkles deepening as though she were about to reprimand the servants. "No, not at all." Addison quickly shook her head. "No one's been neglecting me. They've all been very kind." During her time at the Johnston Residence, she had always treated the servants with genuine kindness, never putting on airs. The servants all liked her. Since her arrival, several of the young servants who had been friendly with her had secretly cried for her after seeing her situation. "Well ... Mrs. Addison, someone as distinguished as you shouldn't be staying in a servant's room. Isn't that far beneath your dignity?" Lana's expression visibly darkened. "No, that's not what I meant at all," Addison quickly explained. "I was just asking casually. Please don't take it seriously." Lana stared at Addison intently for a moment, saying nothing further. Finally, she offered a polite suggestion. "It's getting late. You should get some rest. I'll take your medicine upstairs for you." "Alright, please go ahead," Addison replied with a nod. Watching Lana's figure gradually disappear down the hall, Addison lingered on the staircase, letting out a deep sigh. Regret settled heavily in her chest, and she wished desperately to take back her earlier words. A sinking feeling settled in her chest—she was certain Lana would repeat everything she had said to Marilyn. ... After wandering around aimlessly for what felt like ages, Addison finally steeled herself and decided to head upstairs. But just as she looked up, she saw Marilyn stepping out of her room.