"You must really think of me as a troublemaker, But I can't help if you think so." Oliver chuckled softly, her eyes glistening with little tears. "Actually, I have a piece of advice I think you might need."
Aurora shook her head, refusing to listen to her. "Just go back to your office and keep your advice to yourself."
"No. It's important that you hear me out," Olivia smiled. Leaning out of her seat, she dropped her elbows on the table. "I know you plan to use Mr. Scott to promote your new wine just like you did with your champagne, but here is a piece of advice for you. Don't even think about it."
Aurora scoffed. "Who are you to tell me what to do?" she asked, eyeing her sceptically.