True Love of the Heir
CSP. 55

Two days later, England.

Arsen walked into the magnificent mansion where his mother lived — Rossie Harrington haughtily. His large and hasty steps showed how unwilling he was to be in this place.

"Young Master, please. The Great Madam is already waiting for your arrival." A Chief Servant told him. Arsen only snorted in annoyance and then continued his steps towards the mother's room.

Opening the door, Arsen immediately found his mother's body lying on the couch. "I hope you're really dying so that my arrival isn't in vain" Arsen cynically said.

Next to his hand he put it in his pocket, adding to his haughty impression. A woman with brownish curly hair looked at her pushyly, forcing a smile, trying to get up from her lying position.

"You really don't want to see your own mother, Arsenio?" ask Rossie weakly.

Her body is frail, not as beautiful as before. Eleven years ago, Rossie was at the peak of her career, popularity, wealth, whatever she wanted to be able to get easily.

However, all Arsen sees now is a woman who is getting old, some wrinkles decorate Rossie's face. But still does not melt the impression of beautiful and elegant it has. Even when he was sick, Rossie still pay attention to his ethics.

Rossie knew, facing Arsen could not with an arrogant attitude, for that, he put on his helpless face to attract the sympathy of his son. However, instead of sympathy, Arsen looked at Rossie flatly. It's a very easy thing to do.

"Stop giving me that pitiful look!" exclaimed Arsen, grieving he shifted his gaze.

Rossie flicked her blanket and sat on the edge of the cot, smiling bitterly at the treatment of her own child. "You're so vindictive, like your father."

"Don't reveal him! Especially comparing myself to that bastard!" angry jolt. Rossie looked surprised, but a second later put on a normal face again.

"What do you want? Say it! I don't have much time" Arsen said again when he found Rossie just pensive in his place.

Rossie invited her body to get up and walk towards the window. In silence, Arsen watched Rossie's movements in full search. "You look healthy" he commented as he watched Rossie move freely to open the curtain without the help of the waiter.

"Mom hear you're married, you didn't bring her to see me, Arsen?"

"No need" replied Arsen briefly. "You can't be a good mother, don't pretend to dream of being a good father-in-law."

Rossie touched her chest that suddenly felt pain. "You hate your mother so much, Arsen. Don't you remember, I was the one who gave birth to you in pain."

Arsen is on the spot. It's true that Rossie was her birth mother, the mother who gave birth to her. But Rossie never took care of her like a mother. Rossie only bears the name mother but never carries out her duties as a mother.

Rossie turned to look at Arsen. "Eleven years ago — "

"There's no need to bring up the past, just tell me clearly why you asked me here?" tanya Arsen cut off Rossie's speech. The woman smiled bitterly, it seems that the effort to get sympathy from her son did not go smoothly.

"I need money" replied Rossie. He sat on the couch and put his feet together. Grab a cup of tea and drink it slowly. He looked at Arsen. Reading the face of the child just the wayangnya.

Arsen smiled disdainfully. "just that? You should have said that from the beginning," he said in a mocking tone. "How much? ten billion? twenty? thirty? Just tell me, how much?"

"Arsenio!" rossie's jolt slammed the cup she was holding. "Please! Is that how you talk to your mom?!" maki Rossie tense. His chest rose and fell with anger. Angry and despicable, Rossie stared furiously at Arsen.

"It wasn't my fault! You're an adult but why still don't you understand too?! Our marriage relationship is not simple, Arsenio. If we keep our marriage, we will hurt each other!" rossie explained weakly.

"You think I'm still a kid who can still be lied to? I already understood back then, that none of you wanted me!" Arsen still could not remove the pain from his heart.

For years he tried to wash away his wounds, hoping that one day it would not be this hateful to his parents, at least to the Mother who had conceived him. However, he could not, the wound was like a dagger that was raining down on his heart. Any time he could hurt her even more.

"Arsenio!"

"Don't yell at me!"

Silence, neither Rossie nor Arsen opened their voices. Both are confused in their thoughts and feelings.

"If I told you I regretted the last ten, would you believe your mother, Arsenio?" rossie sat on the floor. The two servants who were there immediately wiped it out.

Putting herself down, Rossie looked at Arsen with nanar. He moved his hand, asking Arsen to come closer. With a slight hesitation, Arsen approached him.

"Sorry, sorry if your mother ever left you, ignored you and even hurt you" Rossie said with a slight cough.

Arsen can see Rossie wiping her cheeks. But Arsen was still skeptical. She thinks Rossie is playing a family drama with her.

"I know you must think your mother is boasting."

Arsen. "Didn't that?" glancing at his watch, Arsen stood back up and took a few steps away. "My time is running out, you better tell me what your purpose is."

Rossie seemed to sigh many times. "Well, I won't hold you back much longer. I was going to ask you to work together to make Arthur a deterrent" he said. The sadness that originally loomed on his face momentarily changed with a look of hate.

Arsen clapped his hands softly. "Good, now you're even taking me in the revenge drama you're building" she said. Arsen looked at Rossie in disbelief.

Ten years. It had been ten years, but the hatred still felt thick. Rossie raised her head, looking at Arsen seriously. "Don't you want to know who's standing behind that black organization?"

Arsen gasped for a moment. Rossie looked at him satisfied. "Arthur ... I know."

Rossie looked in disbelief. "Mom and Dad took revenge on each other and tried to take each other down. Because you can't beat each other, you try to use me with the title of Mother, while the others attack me secretly," Hina Arsen vented all her frustration at Rossie.

"You didn't even hesitate to send a letter and get my grandfather to the hospital. You and Arthur are so embarrassing" Arsen said, leaving Rossie speechless.

Feeling that there was nothing he needed to do. Arsen reached into his pocket, picked up one of his black cards and placed it next to the nightstand. Rossie was able to see the card with just a quick glance.

"Fifty billion I think is enough to ask you not to bother me anymore" Arsen said, then turned to leave the room. Ignoring the screams of Rossie asking him back.

He did what he should have done. To shake off all the unpleasant feelings lodged in his heart. Then, Arsen decided to return as soon as possible.