Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband - Chapter 128

Chapter 128: Humiliation making rounds.

[Are you crazy!! What about your dream of becoming the president of the group? What will you do if you leave the company?]

He smiled on seeing the thought.

“It’s good to see that you care about my future Pheebs.”

If she cared about his future then she definitely cared about him. In fact, to him it was not just his future but their future.

Phoebe was wondering if this was a consequence of her rebirth, just like him moving away from the Saxon tower. No matter how much she tried to think about what David had just told her, she believed that David was making a huge mistake.

[I thought he had changed for the better but maybe i was wrong. I cannot even tell him that if he works hard, a few years from now he will be vice president, maybe even president.]

David squinted his eyes, wondering how she knew this. Indeed, he had become the vice president and president when they were married. Was it something she had seen in her cards or was reborn like him?

It was not the first time this thought was crossing his mind considering how she had run away from him. Was his Phoebe hiding a similar secret like him? He smiled and observed her face.

“What is so amusing? You are leaving a good position in a great company to do what exactly?” Phoebe folded her arms, it almost sounded like she was berating him.

He was really a piece of work, she needed him to be a successful Saxon such that Ruth was pained by the fact that she had him. What could he do on his own? In the past she had worked tooth and nail to make him successful.

David clicked his tongue. “I am leaving because I want to start my own research lab. I can do it Phoebe as long as I have you by my side cheering me on, I believe that I will go far.” He tried to reach for her hand again but she pulled it away.

[In your dreams!! I can never be that stupid to do all the work for you, never again. If i am to do anything with you, it will be because i am gaining from it]

His face formed a frown, ‘again’, she had just said again. Truly, she had done eighty percent of their research projects and given all the credit to him. Back then, he never saw it as a big deal but times had changed. He needed to stand before her proudly and prove that he could be a man on his own. The first step had been moving out of the tower and the second was leaving the comfortable fold of the family company.

He was determined to leave mainly because his father was going to try to control him through the Saxon group. It was better to leave it all behind and start afresh. What else was his father going to black mail him with? If it wasn’t for his grandmother he would leave the house completely too.

The air in the cafe was suddenly saturated with bursting aromas of freshly made food.

“What’s that delicious smell?” David lifted his nose and sniffed the air.

The delicious smells came closer and Phoebe smiled as her grandmother approached them with a tray of food.

“Boss these vegetables pies and salads before we add them to the menu. I have to say that some of the vegetables you bought are the freshest I have ever seen. The food turned out so good specially because of the ingredients.” she shared.

Ignoring the fact that old lady Mayfair had just called Phoebe boss, David reached for a vegetable pie and took a big bite, he closed his eyes and let out a satisfactory sigh.

“This is the best damn pie I have ever tasted!! What have you put in it?”

He ate some more and so did Phoebe which pleased grandma Mayfair greatly. It was not just the ingredients that matter, the talents of the chef counted too.

Everyone sat down to grade the new additions to their menu. They all had something in their hands except for Connie who was too full to eat, having stuffed herself in the kitchen.

She went back to work as they started receiving customers. Passersby began to walk into the cafe ordering for the whatever was smelling amazing, not just humans but ghosts as well.

“This is our new hot seller.” Phoebe told her grandmother.

The old lady rushed back to the kitchen to make some more happily.

“I still can’t believe that grandma Mayfair is working here, how did you do it?” David asked as she walked him to the door.

“That’s a story for another day.” She paused next to the door.

[That’s one unbelievable story, when you find out your jaw will drop]

“Okay then.” He hugged her briefly and left.

The Saxon spirit moved closer. “Ohh aren’t you two sweet.” The smile it had continued to exist, Phoebe mimicked it’s words as she rushed to the kitchen to help her grandmother.

******

Margaret Saxon had been laughing for an hour and she had not stopped laughing from the moment she saw the video of grandma Saxon pouring coffee on Miranda. What was even funnier was the fact that someone had posted it briefly in the family group chat. Although it had been deleted, Margaret had already downloaded it.

Everyone was discussing it, including the servants. It was the most exciting to thing to happen in the tower since the news of David’s red haired witch girlfriend broke. The cuckoo news was gossip worthy but it had not affected them personally. Miranda’s humiliation was so much more fun.

“Maybe i should leak it to the paparazzi, whatever makes that witch Miranda humiliated makes me happy. She pretends to have this perfect life and she thinks that she is better than me but she isn’t.”

“Mother you better not spread that video, believe me that it will be traced back to you and you too will have grandma to deal with just like aunt Miranda.” Dickson was seated next to her in the back seat of the car.

She knew that her son was right so she switched the topic. “Marry that Mayfair girl quickly, if you need my help let me know.” Margaret put the phone down and touched up her lipstick.

Dickson sniggered. “About that, there has been a new development. My spy at the Mayfairs told me that apparently Ruth is a cuckoo, one of the exchanged babies and the true Mayfair heiress has already returned.”

His mother’s eyes flew wide open. “Wait, what?”

She drummed her fingers on the car seat slowly as her mind moved quickly. No wonder the Mayfairs had been strangely out of the public eye, even Andre was behaving himself. All along, they had a cuckoo in their nest and didn’t want the world to find out.

The fact that the real heiress had been returned meant that they planned to recognize her. Everything that was supposed to go to Ruth would go to the new heiress. Now was the time for her son to strike when the naive girl was vulnerable and new to the elite life.

If her son could get the true Mayfair heiress, while David married his pauper witch Miranda would die of anger.

“Change course now Dickson before people find out. Marry the real heiress and forget the fake one. Who knows, with your handsome face, you may charm her and have eating out of your hand within a week. Who is she anyway?”

“That part i don’t know yet but i am going to find out soon.” A sly smile formed on his lips.