Reyes shoved his hands in his pocket and leaned forward, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I'm not taking away your freedom," he said, his voice low and smooth. "You yourself use it to ensure your safety. After all, you get double compensation for overtime hours. Do you still think it's not enough?"

Christine's eyes flashed with annoyance. "It's not about money, sir," she replied, her voice firm. "But freedom."

Reyes raised an eyebrow, a sly smile spreading across his face. "You want to be free from me?" he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Okay, go. Go hide and date him then."

Christine's face twisted in disgust, her lips curling...