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Unsure of the situation, Spencer made a perplexed face, Myrtle took a few long breaths before asking. 

"Jordan Bronze, Do you know him? Asked Myrtle trying to confirm something. 

"My dad? You know about him?" SPencer was a little taken aback by Myrtle's question to which a brief smile appeared on her face. 

"How is he?" She asked to hope that the answer he would give would not run along the lines that he had died.

"He is okay, but you didn't answer my question."

"I–I read about him." She replied briefly before trying to get up. 

Her reply made not much sense to Sencer and he couldn't help but ask. "You read about him? Let me guess in the history books?" 

Myrtle looked at him and nodded. "It was indeed a historical book." Her voice grew a thousand times more lenient and she stood up before saying. 

"I will agree to you on two conditions." She said and Spencer couldn't believe his ears when he heard that.