Before Eric could say a word, the old man added, “Or should I say, Leopold.”Eric froze as he heard the name. His eyes dilated. He had heard that name from someone, somewhere, but where and from who? It also seemed to have been a long time since anyone called him that.It was his name but strangely, he didn't know that it was his name, not until now.“W-What did you just call me?” He stuttered.The old man sighed as he seemed to have finally stolen Eric's attention, “I guess I should introduce myself first. My name is Spencer, I've been working for your father since before you were born.”Eric circled around the bed, now clad in his jacket and shirt, and sat before the old man, “Just who exactly is my father? I can't even remember who my mum is too. What happened?”The struggles of life had never given him the chance to think about important details like this. His life with Isobel was also a key factor, since she took all his worries away… well, for as long as that lasted.Old man Spe
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