Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband - Chapter 221

Chapter 221: Fashionably late.
Three hours later, Phoebe and David’s group returned to the cafe, hungry and a bit exhausted. All of the things Phoebe had collected were taken back to the Mayfair manor directly by Roman and one of David’s driver.

“Nana, we are back.” Phoebe announced loudly as she barged into the kitchen. “I am starving.” she whined.

Her curious nose led her in the direction of fresh hot fries that Sylvester had just taken out of the oil.

“Ooh, yum, yum.” Phoebe rubbed her hands and picked up a fork to help herself.

Grandma Mayfair slapped her hand.

“These are meant for delivery, we cannot delay our customers.” She handed her a small square shaped chicken pie. “Eat this as we go, we need to go home immediately and prepare to attend the funeral.”

Rosette brought over a black and silver food flask. She gave it to grandma Mayfair who handed it to David in return.

“Here, eat something warm, you must be hungry after protecting Phoebe in the forest. I would have been so worried if she had gone on her own.”

“What protection?” Phoebe muttered.

Grandma Mayfair pinched Phoebe’s ear lightly. “This girl, be nicer to David.” She smiled at affectionately at David, “Will we be seeing you at the funeral?”

David nodded, he could not miss it, his entire family was going.

“Good, very good, we will see you there.”

Phoebe was all for the newly found affection her grandmother had for David but she was hungry. The small pie would not fill her stomach.

“Nana, why does he get a food flask and i get a small pie? Have you forgotten who your grandchild is between him and me?”

David held the food flask to Phoebe and she extended her hands to take it. Grandma Mayfair was not about to let it happen. She took Phoebe’s hands and pulled her out of the kitchen, dragging her straight to the car which set off immediately.

For once, Phoebe was pouting, acting spoiled like a true Mayfair princess. Grandma Mayfair found it adorable, she reached up and patted Phoebe’s head.

“Good girl, Maria already has lunch prepared for you, stop pouting. Now, tell nana what you think about David Saxon.”

“He had a big ego, bigger than a Shoebill’s beak and those brown eyes of his, tch, they are not that adorable.”

Grandma Mayfair leaned back in the chair and laughed. In her eyes, Phoebe definitely liked David, she was just in denial.

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Luther was to be laid to rest in the Verdemont family cemetery which was located on the Verdemont estate. Phoebe arrived a little later than other guests. She, together with her grandmother joined the rest of the Mayfairs that had left ahead of them as Phoebe had to finish her lunch first.

As always, on a trip to a cemetery for a funeral, Phoebe dressed really nicely. This time round, she had chosen a knee length black body hugging turtle neck shaped dress. She had paired it with ankle length boots with a stiletto and sunglasses.

She was not just late, she was fashionably late to the funeral, dressed better than most of the Verdemont women. She noticed that people were staring at her and she did not care.

Some young women had jealous looks on their faces, they were the ones that would gossip about her later in the night, in the privacy of their homes. A few men stared at her appreciatively, a beautiful woman was a treat, even at a funeral.

Of course, the ghost seeing rumors contributed to all the attention, everywhere she turned her head, people wondered if she had seen something. The whispers followed wherever she passed.

“She’s just too young to be a shaman.” One woman expressed her shock.

“Do you think that she can see the ghosts?” Asked another.

“Does she see Luther’s ghost here?”

“She really looks like a witch, all that red hair is like a bright flame.”

One teenage girl bravely stepped up to her. “Hey, miss witch, are there ghosts here?”

Phoebe smiled at the girl, removed her sunglasses and went ahead to nod. Of course there were ghosts around, this was a cemetery. Dead Verdemonts that had not moved on through the years lingered around excitedly as they watched the humans.

A dead grounds keeper was sweeping around the old graves, a female ghost in an old 1800’s dress was glaring at Ekhart. She was also yelling, calling him all sorts of names which made Phoebe want to chuckle.

The ghosts seemed to be harmless so nobody at the funeral was going to be harmed.

Among the eyes that were fixed on Phoebe were those of Miranda, Phoebe noticed her bothering David about something and pointing in her direction.

“What is she plotting now.” she whispered.

She pulled her shoulders in a shrug and focused on the priest that was leading the service. Her eyes darted around in search of Shark, she sighed with relief when she spotted him, he wasn’t the only officer around. Jones, Amon and a few others that had handled Linda’s case were present too.

It was surprising that Amon’s bells were not dancing around. Since when was the tunnel visioned ghost catcher merciful?

Her eyes were pulled to the Verdemonts that were dry eyed and impatient. The wind carried some of their conversations her way.

“I cannot believe that some of the founding families shunned us by not showing up? After all the favors that father did for them.” Nina complained to Paul who shushed her for her voice was loud.

For people that had recently been ostracized from the society, the Verdemonts surely held their heads high. Phoebe assumed that it was probably because they still had all their money. At the end of the day they were filthy rich and money moved mountains in Fog country.

It was a matter of time before they bought their status back. From time to time, Phoebe spotted small smiles on their faces, none of them was grieving for Luther at all.

After the service, Luther was laid to rest during which time Emilia let out a screeching cry that shocked the mourners.

“Why is she making a joke of herself? We all know how much she loathed the old man.” Grandma Mayfair sneered.

She wasn’t the only one miffed by Emilia’s performance as other people threw her accusative glances. Some even laughed boldly, finding Emilia’s acting funny.

After the funeral, Ekhart announced that a dinner had been prepared in the maze gardens to celebrate the life of his late father.

Phoebe could not believe it, the maze of all venues to hold the dinner!!! The same place where Linda’s body had been buried for many years!! Were all the Verdemonts insane or just stupid?

“This isn’t a day to cry but one to celebrate, my father has lived a long and fulfilled life so please join us in giving him a proper send off.” Ekhart’s eyes glowed with excitement.

Again, no sadness was detected in his voice or seen in his eyes. He was already acting like the patriarch of the family.

As her family moved to the reception hall, Phoebe stayed behind with the excuse of making a phone call. It was a lie, she actually had an appointment with Shark. Paula had come with her to the funeral, the ghost was besides her, patiently waiting for the detective.

Suddenly Phoebe felt a tap on her shoulder, she assumed it was Shark immediately. On turning around however, she saw an unexpected individual.

[Katherine Saxon! What the hell does she want from me?]