"What's so hard about that? Aren't both of you making this complicated?" Alexander tried to put himself in their place but didn't find the best explanation for their action.
"There was one thing bothering us at that time." Michael brows started to furrow and he continued, "All this time, we both lived our life without any threat. But in the last two years, someone had been trying to attack her."
"Attack?" Adam didn't feel good. Listening to his father's story made him fidgeting in his seat.
Michael nodded. "Yes, I didn't notice this at first but after your grandfather checked them out. It started after one big party handled by One group."
"One Group?" Alexander started to have wild guesses on his mind. "Don't tell me…"
"So, me and your grandfather tried to find every detail that we could regarding your mother's origin, what happened to her? And what made her lose her memories?" All of sudden, Michael stood up and bent to get something from the drawer behind him.
