"You are my boss, Conner", She said, despite that fact she couldn't fight back for herself.

" Good", Conner said, he released his grip from her hair and she quickly step away from him.

"Shall we?", He asked, winking at her with one of his brow raised up as if he was trying to flirt with her.

Angelina felt nothing but hatred, she wish she could just punch him at his face right at this moment.

" Yes", She slowly flip her hair backward, rearranging her messy hair.

Conner beam her a smile, then turn and stroll to the car.

Angelina followed from the behind till she reached the car...