Chapter 89. A Dark Pool of Lost Memories

Roman’s POV

“How come Nana hasn’t come to see me yet?” I asked Damien while he was cutting up some apples for me.

He stopped, placed the half-sliced apple and the knife on the plate, and exchanged a glance with Nathan. Nathan had come to visit me earlier with some of my staff, but my staff had already left.

“I noticed something. Each time I ask you about her, you conveniently change the subject. Did something happen to her?” I darted Damien an accusatory stare. I had asked him about my grandmother the first time he came to visit me after I regained consciousness, but somehow he had managed to change the topic to my company’s rising stock prices. Back then, I didn’t really pay any attention to it. But when I asked him the question again a few days ago, he excused himself from the conversation and claimed he had to take an emergency call, even thou