Mason remained quiet, as he looked at Sandra with a more stern gaze.
"Daniel, excuse us... I will call you later," Mason said calmly, his voice full of authority.
Daniel bowed his head slightly out of respect and quickly exited the office without saying a word.
Mason shifted in his seat, folding his arms. "I'm listening. What do you want to talk about?"
Sandra took in a deep breath, her hands slightly trembling. "Sir, I know that what I'm about to say might get me fired, but I can't keep it inside anymore. I have to say it."
Mason only gave a small nod. His eyes were calm but watchful.
"Speak. After that, I'll decide if you deserve to remain here or not. That choice is yours," he said in a cold but measured tone.
Sandra swallowed hard, fighting back tears. "Sir, I know your personal life is not my business, and I should never interfere... but this is different. I need to say how I feel.
