Rafael's gaze turned slightly cold.

Not for anything else, just because Eileen would defend anyone but him.

"Look at Abel," Eileen scolded Rafael, hands on her hips, as if scolding a misbehaving dog, "Abel is such a smart person, and now he's acting like a fool. Do you know that high-intensity work can drive people crazy? If his family decides to sue you for exploiting subordinates, they'll definitely win."

Just a moment ago, Abel was touched almost to tears. "Huh?"

So, Madame, are you worried that I'll sue Master?

A hint of amusement finally surfaced in Rafael's eyes.

"Laughing? How can you still laugh?" Eileen was even more annoyed. "Do...