I'm the scapegoat.

Amelia and Rowan turned to Aria. The latter got up and tried to run away but Rowan's long legs were faster than her short steps and she had to pass through them to go to her room.

Aria thought poised, sophisticated family members were changed to crazy because they thought Alan listens to her.

Amelia and Rowan made her sit between them on the three-seater luxurious couch. Amelia started to feed her fruit ignoring her say she would eat herself. She loved to pamper Aria and with that, she needed her work to be done.

"Arrie! You just have to sit and listen to them. We trust your judgment."

Aria wanted to cry, "I don't want... to be the third wheel." Amelia stuffed a fruit slice making her half of the sentence to muffle.

Rowan rubbed her backhead, "Aria! You will be called the third wheel when they really start dating. The first date will be just for a small introduction so it won't be awkward."

Aria opened her mouth to rebuff but Amelia stuffed her mouth. After finishing, she tried again, Amelia put one again. Aria covered her mouth and wailed, "Auntie!"

Alan found it hard to control laughter seeing puffed red cheeks of Aria. His face turned red controlling the laughter and continued his work as his ears were on the trio.

The housekeeper was enjoying it silently chuckling.

"Uncle Rowan! The date is a date. First or second or hundredth date, I will be the third wheel."

Aria sighed after rebuffing, Amelia fed her again giving her a sweet smile.

Rowan thought for second and rebuffed, "Then let's call it lunch or dinner instead of date."

Aria choked on her fruit and coughed. Both Amelia and Rowan tended to her carefully.

Aria looked at two and pouted, "Uncle Rowan! Lunch or Dinner, it's still called a Lunch date or dinner date. Why are you two trying to fool a little girl?"

"Aaa..." Amelia said which confused Aria "Huh?" It was to feed her fruit.

Aria brainstormed, "Aunty Amelia, Young master morgan said, girls judges girls better and you are more experienced. How about you go with him?"

Alan was speechless. He was thinking about whether to poke in or not, Amelia spoke.

"Youngsters won't be comfortable around elders. You are a perfect match. If Alan behaves like a mouse, you can add your touch of cheer to them."

Rowan didn't give his opinion.

Aria silently sat and continued to eat whenever Amelia fed her. After a long time, she spoke excitedly, "Yes! No girl will like her date bringing another girl. So it isn't a good choice for me to go."

Amelia, Rowan and the housekeeper burst into laughter. Alan was amused.

Aria thought about what she said and there was nothing weird about it. She couldn't understand why they were laughing at her.

Amelia asked her politely, "Arrie! Were you thinking of a reason from so long time?"

Aria promptly replied, "Yes!"

"You got excited just by finding an excuse. You are so sweet."

Aria: "..."

'Excuse? It's a fact.' Aria didn't know any more reasons or excuses.

"So do I have to go?"

The duo replied in unison, "Yes!"

"Do I have any other choice?"

The duo replied in unison, "No!"

"So I'm the scapegoat."

The duo replied in unison, "Yes!.... No, No..."

Aria chuckled seeing their panic-stricken face. "Alright, I will go." She didn't want to trouble them more.

Alan smiled to himself and was very grateful for his parents who convinced her for him. But he commented differently, "Aria! Don't you think your appetite is too big? You alone finished a big fruit platter."

Aria checked the platter and asked Amelia in low voice, "Aunty! Did I really eat everything alone?"

Amelia pursed her lips and nodded. She was actually furious with Alan for saying it and was thinking Aria might feel bad. Aria didn't notice she ate so much because she was fed.

She put on an indifferent face and responded, "Aunty loves me more than you so she fed only to me and I ate it to make her happy. If you are jealous, be a good son to your parents. Hmph."

Amelia burst into laughter hearing Aria and seeing Alan who couldn't rebuff to her. Rowan just smiled.

After speaking for some time, Aria was leaving to complete her work and go to bed, Amelia asked, "Arrie! Have you planned anything on Sunday?"

Aria turned around and replied nonchalantly, "Nope aunty! Need me for anything?"

Aria was at a loss for words hearing her reply, "Then I will arrange the first girl on Sunday. When are you two selecting? If you tell me by morning, we can give heads up to them soon."

Alan behaved dumb waiting for Aria's response.

After which felt like eternity and Aria accepted her fate, she responded, "I have homework to finish now."

Amelia nodded which made Aria almost smile but it evaporated when she heard, "After your homework, sit with Alan and decide. Hurry up! Finish your homework."

Aria forced a smile. She turned around and left. 'Aria cooper! Soon set up a girl for President Morgan and live freely.'

She finished her homework with Rian's homework before cleaning up her desk. She was thinking to configure her mobile, the housekeeper entered after a knock with milk glass and a tab.

"Young Miss! Here is your milk. Madam asked me to give this to you. The young master is in his room."

Aria nodded and kept her new phone back without configuring. She went out to the opposite room and knocked on the door. The housekeeper left downstairs as Aria didn't drink and held her glass.

Alan opened the door to see Aria looking at another side drinking milk and holding a tab. In her shorts and an oversized T-shirt, she looked warm and comfy.

Aria turned to see Alan holding a toothbrush. He pointed her toward armchairs inside his room and left to the bathroom.

Aria thought they would go to study. She resignedly went side and was overwhelmed by the size of the room. She could easily say a wall between two vast rooms was removed to make it a single room. She felt like it as a separate house.

It was a sleek, elegant Italian decor room. It had a living hall section, Piano, Fireplace, mini bar, sleeping bed, Study section. Due to minimal furniture, the room looked even larger.

Even though her room in the Cooper mansion was large, it was just seventy percent of that room. She stood by the bay window and finished her milk looking outside. She felt like he had the best view of the estate from his room but she couldn't see anything due to darkness.

Hearing the door unlocking sound she went back to armchair and opened the tab to see thirty girls' names folder. She looked at Alan coming towards her and understood the reason.

Alan always carried an aristocratic vibe with refined elegance.

'No doubt so many families are in a queue.' She thought to herself.