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"Picture speaks thousand words"
Scarlett Ford:- I brought Sebastian to our place, and currently, he was looking at the surroundings like he has been here for the first time in his life when he is the one who owns it all. I was trying so hard to stop myself from breaking down, but I have to try to be strong in front of him if I want him to remember everything. "Do you remember anything?" I ask with a little hope. "No, not a single thing. I am trying really hard to remember, but not a single memory will come," he replied. "Well, keep on trying, but without giving so much pressure on your mind, alright?" I ask, and he nodded. "Where are my parents?" he asks. "Ummm, your parents died in an accident when you were around eighteen or something," I replied. "So, did my father left me all his wealth?" "No, you earned it
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