and to conquer it,

THE GIRLS KEEP THEIR EYES FIXATED ON THE MALE STANDING BEFORE THEM. "Oh, Mr. Vincent. It's nothing, we're doing really good on our own." One of the girls smile prettily at him, causing Aubrey to roll her eyes and turn her head away from the pathetic sight.

"But aren't you going to tell him about—" the other girl is cut off by her friend.

'Tell me about what?"

"It's absolutely nothing, Mr. Vincent." The first girl smiles again but the other has a hard look trained towards Aubrey and honestly, the brunette can not care any less about them or their supposed hate for her.

"No, it's alright. You can tell me what it is." Connor steps forward with his hands intertwined behind him, which causes his muscles to flex. "I mean that's why I'm here, isn't it?"

The first girl seems to fawn at the sight and Aubrey only grimaces.