Oh god, this was not a conversation she wanted to be having.
Why him? Because he's the asshole who knocked up my mom. No biggie. Oh, hell no. It was not her responsibility to break the truth to Archer Goldenhawk about his dickhole father. A little shared genetic material did not a sisterly obligation make. Archer would be just fine living in ignorance. Archer would be just fine no matter what. Rosario was the one who'd take the hit if he didn't like what he heard.
At least this was a question she had a ready answer to. She knew AG2's entire resumé – as much of it as was public – by heart at this point. "He graduated valedictorian and and summa cum laude, got promoted to head of research of a major biomed lab when he was a year out of school, started his own multinational by the time he was twenty-five, plus nobody's written about him yet." She shrugged. "There's obviously a story."