"Would you like something to drink, Margaret?"

Aurora sat down across from her, pulling out her phone to text her assistant.

Margaret waved her hand dismissively, "No need. I'm not here for tea."

Aurora set her phone down, "Then let's get straight to the point."

Margaret didn't have any personal issues with Aurora. But she couldn't ignore the fact that Aurora had a father like that.

No matter how remarkable she was, that ...