As Rafael's fist collided with Brian's face, Eileen's foot crossed the threshold of the hotel entrance.

She witnessed Rafael's swing and Brian's fall with crystal clarity.

Anger propelled her swiftly to Brian's side, positioning herself between him and Rafael.

"Rafael, what on earth are you doing?!"

Confronted by the sudden appearance of Eileen, Rafael's mind momentarily cooled, only to reignite at the realization that Eileen was defending Brian.

He clenched his fist tightly, nails digging into flesh. "You're defending him!?"

"He's my friend. Why would you hurt him?" Eileen met Rafael's gaze with fury.

He's out of line!

Rafael injuring her was one thing, but he's not even going to...