After agreeing with Joyce, Eileen found herself in a dilemma.

She hadn't brought a swimsuit and wasn't familiar with the area to buy one.

Just as she was fretting, Rafael came downstairs dressed in a suit.

"Are you going out?" Eileen asked.

"Yeah," Rafael nodded, "I need to go downtown for a bit."

During his time in Qeaslouver, although he occasionally flew back to handle company matters, the company was so large that his prolonged absence wasn't conducive to its management.

His father had just called him upstairs to discuss this.

"Can I come with you?" Eileen asked unexpectedly.

Rafael raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Eileen lowered her head, curling...