75 Beloved!

The first reason was looking at Alan in a maroon color pullover, trendy jacket, and jeans. The second was seeing his smile. The third was seeing his various expressions. The fourth was Alan's wounded hand around Aria's shoulder. The fifth was Aria hitting Alan and the latter didn't even get angry. They could sit and list more all day.

They doubted if the entered man was President Morgan or his replica.

Aria was welcomed by Isaac who was waiting for them. "Hey Superstar!" She went towards the couch where Isaac threw the magazine and Alan went towards his desk.

"Hey, Beautiful! How about lunch today? I really want to steal you away." Isaac glared at Alan for stealing his cutie Goddess, "Is he again going on date with somebody?"

Aria realized Alan hadn't told him about them. She hummed. "Isn't my fate cruel? (sigh)"

Isaac hummed feeling bad for her, "Shall I take you out somewhere? Let him go alone and meet the girl."

Aria nodded, "Ask him."