Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband - Chapter 241

Chapter 241: To have a famous brother.

As Phoebe was leaving the ocean view room which Luna had been so generous to give her, she got a phone call from the man most obsessed with her in the world. She had been expecting the call because Santos was bound to have shared the fact that she was doing business with the Elithera’s.

She slid her finger across the phone and answered the call with a sigh.

“David..”

“Baby.”

She snorted in response, when had he started calling her baby? Before rebirth he had never given her a sweet nickname of any kind, not even Pheebs. It was always Phoebe and always in a respectful voice.

“Are you okay? Did the Elithera’s harm you in any way? I have a business meeting in Eagle country but i am going to wrap it up quickly and return. Tell them that if they so much as harm a hair on your head i will bring their small empire down to its knees.”

“Slow down Rambo, you don’t need to destroy and entire village to rescue me. I earned 200 million dollars on this trip, the Elithera’s will be treating me like a VIP from now on.

I reckon i will be able to eat for free in their hotels from now on.Tell me if you need to use a Phoebe discount at any of their hotels.”

“A Phoebe discount.” he repeated lazily.

She laughed softly and followed Santos into the elevator.

“Mmm, that’s what i plan to call it when it is offered to me in about three days. I just saved the Elithera family and all their wealth, it is the same as saving a universe, or maybe a small planet.”

“You have learned how to boast about your achievements.” he noted. “It is actually a good thing, i am so happy to see you growing into true self.”

Meaning her previous dull character before rebirth. She had been perfectly happy to surrender all of her accomplishments to David, Katherine or any other Saxon as Miranda commanded.

She allowed the woman to mold her into a dull housewife whose every word was considered useless. In the Saxon tower, she had lived almost like a mute. David had assumed that she was just reserved by nature.

“I was a fool back then, i am never going to be that woman girl. Ooh, i am on vacation right now, guess what, i am even wearing a bikini out in public for the first time ever. I am going to join my grandmother and Andre at the pool.”

Far away in Eagle city David was greatly unhappy at the thought of other men ogling his beautiful girlfriend. He had never had the opportunity to see her in a bikini. She was the kind of person that wore long dresses to the beach.

“Pheebs, that’s not fair.” he whined. “I should have been the first person to see you in a bikini. Is there a way i can convince you to put on a dress and save the bikini for when i am around?”

“Nope.” she replied, instantly. “The train has left the station, it is never going back. I am wild Phoebe now, i am off to ogle at some handsome men by the pool..bye Mr. two baby toes.”

She giggled as she ended the call.

“Miss Phoebe do you realize that he will be on the first flight back home as soon as his meeting ends?” Santos asked as he passed by her, stepping out of the elevator before her.

“If he wants to establish himself as a serious businessman, he will finish his business first.” She answered so casually.

She unwrapped a lollipop from one of the many treats Jennie had packed for her ahead of her vacation.

“Mmm.” she offered one to Santos as well.

The bodyguard was not one to eat sweets but he accepted it with a smile on his face. Phoebe was a considerate woman and she always gave the bodyguards food, drinks or candies whenever they were following her.

She always treated them like humans, not disposable trash like some of the people in the Saxon family.

The closer they got to the very large swimming pool, the louder it became. Phoebe could hear screams, high pitched excited screams that boarded on hysteria. She was curious but there were those that were even more curious than her like Connie and the Saxon spirit.

Connie dashed out of the space, joining a crowd of young women that were calling out for Andre’s attention.

“I had forgotten that i had a famous brother.” Phoebe muttered.

Andre had cordoned off a section of the poolside for himself, grandma Mayfair and Phoebe. A full line of bodyguards was standing between that section and Andre, stopping people from approaching him.

Santos forced a path through those people and he brought Phoebe to the front.

“We are with them.” he said calmly.

Before they could get a response, someone grabbed Phoebe’s arm and pushed her back. The owner of the hand had sharp nails that scratched the back of her arm.

“Don’t cut in line, we were here first.” A squeaky woman’s voice said.

Phoebe winced at the pain and she glared at the woman harshly. That nail scratch felt deliberate not accidental, it was possible that this was one of those lunatic kind of fans.

Santos did not waste time pulling out his gun as soon as Phoebe was injured.

“Gun..” someone screamed and the small crowd started to scatter.

Most of them dove into the swimming pool directly and the bodyguards pulled out their own weapons, turning them on Santos.

The chaos had drawn Andre who rushed when he noticed Santos. He recognized him as one of the two bodyguards David had assigned to protect Phoebe.

“Nobody shoot, that is my sister and her bodyguard.” Andre bellowed.

He pushed past the bodyguards and took Phoebe’s arms, examining her from head to toe with his eyes. “Sis, are you okay? Were you injured in any way?”

He turned to the bodyguards that had put away their weapons. “I showed you pictures of my sister so that she would be allowed through without harm. Are you guys blind? Look at her, she has a gash on her arm. Hurry up and call the doctor.”

The bodyguards turned their eyes to the so called gash and they could not believe it. It was just a minor scratch, calling it a gash was an exaggeration. A gash was a deep cut that needed stitches.

One of them looked at the picture Andre had sent them of his sister. She looked shorter than she did in the picture, it had also been retouched professionally. They had been expecting her to arrive in a flashy manner, not low key, looking like everybody else at the pool.

“Doctor, now!” Andre bellowed again to the bodyguards as he led Phoebe to the waiting reserved poolside chair he had saved for her.

As he helped her settle down, he looked at the scratch mark and sighed again.

“Mom is gonna kill me.”