Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband - Chapter 156

Chapter 156: The active rumor mill.

A wide grin formed on Katherine’s face. “I heard him mention Phoebe’s name.” She added a shrug to her words.

Displeased by what she heard, Miranda’s face became twisted, in an ugly way. It pained her that David was still chasing after Phoebe. He had gone as far as to beat up the men she had told to watch Phoebe’s movements. She needed to free him of his obsession with that good for nothing pauper soon.

There was one way to do that and that was to marry him off to an suitable woman as soon as possible. They opportunity had presented itself because the Mayfairs were sitting right next to them she intended to talk to the elders about engaging the children as soon as possible.

The ceremony had yet to start and guests that arrived early were busy socializing. She was hoping to get a moment with Jennie Mayfair as soon as she detached herself from her husband’s arm.

If it didn’t work out with Ruth Mayfair, she could choose another one from the many daughters of privileged families around.

Many of those girls were scattered around, daughters of the elite, sitting in groups of three to six. There was one group in particular that was even more exclusive, one had to come from the very top prestigious families to be one of them. This was the same group to which Ruth Mayfair belonged. It had fourteen members, and the number could go up or down depending on the circumstances.

They were sitting in a circle and a tall blonde young woman with long hair sat in the middle of twelve others, gossiping about this and that.

“Oh can you believe that Mr. Edward Mayfair bought land near Salt Lake?”

“That’s nothing to talk about?” One of them commented.

The blonde shook her head. “My father told me that the land is a gift for someone named Phoebe Mayfair. I wonder who that is to receive such an expensive gift from him. Do you know who that is?”

All their gazes turned the Mayfair family and they were caught looking so they waved at Ruth who was talking to Collin.

“There is a rumor going around that they too have a cuckoo.” One stated.

She was afraid of mentioning Ruth’s name after all, she carried herself like she was the leader of the group. If she was wrong and spoke ill of Ruth, she could be expelled from the group.

“Ha! Rumor you say? I went shopping at madame Boujee’s store and I heard from the manager that grandma Mayfair called Ruth a cuckoo.”

All twelve young women gasped and looked in the direction of the Mayfairs again, they could not help it. If the Mayfairs had a cuckoo, they had hidden it well.

They all reeled in shock at the revelation except for Camilla Verdemont. She and Ruth had spent the night together and Ruth confided in her about it.

Camilla had advised Ruth to get rid of Phoebe before she could make a public debut but it seemed like it was now too late, the rumor was everywhere and the perpetrator was none other than old lady Mayfair. If it had come from the horse’s mouth, it could not be covered up.

“It’s true, that bitch has been acting like she’s better than us yet she isn’t the Mayfair heiress.” Camilla spilled the beans.

The very person Ruth had confided in had just hammered a a nail into the coffin. Camilla believed that it was time for the group to get a new queen bee and it would be her. This was a coup, of sorts and Camilla was not finished blabbing.

“I also heard from one of our maids the real heiress is David’s girlfriend but I don’t trust the words of a servant one hundred percent so girlies, don’t go around saying that i told you” Camilla Verdemont chuckled. “But if it’s true then she has lost the heiress tittle and her man to the same woman. I guess this is the down fall of Ruth Mayfair.”

“Oh my God! She took so long to marry him, at least if she did then she would still be a Saxon, right?”

“No, her mistake was throwing herself at him when he didn’t want her. She should have married one of the many young men from our circles that was interested in her. She receives around ten proposals every year and she rejects them all arrogantly. If only she had accepted one then the cuckoo thing would not matter, she would be tied to another family.”

“Eeh, i don’t know about that. Haven’t you heard that some cuckoos that married into elite families have been divorced?”

“Shhh! in coming.” Camilla whispered furiously.

They all went dead silent as Ruth approached them, sashaying like a cat on a runway.

“Hi guys, what are we talking about?” She asked the group which dispersed immediately leaving her feeling awkward.

“Nothing.” they all denied, one after the other.

Suddenly a funeral song being played by a military band was started and they were literally saved by the bell. Camilla shrugged as she went past Ruth to her join her family. It was time for the Military procession to begin.

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Meanwhile, Phoebe who was pretending to be unconscious was brought to the final destination and carried her into a dim lighted unfinished building behind some old uncultivated farmlands. It was not a club, like she expected.

“Todd, sit her up in the chair and tie her up tightly.” The fat man ordered.

He threw the bat in his hands on the floor and peeped through the windows for any sign of human life. They didn’t need witnesses.

“Boss can I play with her now please before we kill her?” Todd brought his face close to Phoebe.

The bad odor coming out of his mouth caused Phoebe to curl her toes and frown in revulsion. His breath stunk worse than the gas from a skunk. As somebody that had been skunked once at a cemetery, Phoebe could testify to this fact.

“Don’t dare touch her, the boss lady wants her unharmed. You can play when she’s done with her. Guys wear your masks i think she’s waking up.” The fat man pulled his out of his back pocket.

Phoebe opened her eyes and lifted her face before they could mask up.

She yawned and looked at them, one by one. Then, she opened her mouth and chuckled, a high-pitched, make your skin crawl and send shivers down your spine kind of chuckle. It was like she was possessed by evil.

The men looked at her dumb founded for they expected her to be scared but she wasn’t. Rather, they were the ones feeling unsettled.

“Father is it okay that she has seen our faces?” Timmy spoke in a more mature voice, he was no longer the innocent kid she had seen a while ago, even his entire demeanor changed.

The fat man sniggered. “Timmy, my boy, It doesn’t matter if she has seen our faces because she is going to die anyway. I can even tell her my name,” He snapped his fingers, “Hey lassie, i am Mitch O’Donnell this is Timmy my boy, that’s Todd Evans, Randall Pickle and his brother Brody Pickle.”

He smirked and snapped his chubby fingers twice. “Todd send the text to her mother now.”

He pulled out Phoebe’s phone from her bag and tossed it to Todd.

Phoebe didn’t know what message they wanted to send but she decided to play with them, starting with Timmy.

“Yo…you tricked me.”

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