Who is The Next The Heirs

"Arsenic! Let's have dinner first. I've cooked soup for you," said Quella when he saw Arsen out of the room after changing into dry clothes.

"Thank you, Auntie. And sorry if I have to bother you at nights like this. I'm sorry that I disturbed your rest," said Arsen as he sat down on the chair.

Quella shook it off then she said, “Nevermind. Come on, eat a lot so you don't get sick."

Then Arsen ate the food that Quella had prepared for him voraciously. He was hungry because he hadn't eaten all day. Quella watched Arsen's face. After the young man finished his meal, Quella said, "What happened to you, Son?"

Arsen first gulped then he answered Quella's question. "Actually, I'm very embarrassed to tell other people about my problems, because it's about my family. But, since you are also part of my family, then I will tell you, Aunty. Hmm, I just learned the truth that I'm not a descendant of Winston."

Quella frowned. "What do you mean?" She asked because she still didn't understand Arsen's
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