Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband - Chapter 261

Chapter 261: Luther strikes from the grave.

T&C law firm had very many prestigious clients among them were the Mayfairs. So naturally when Oman announced that the lawyers wanted to speak to Phoebe, she naturally assumed that it was about the shares her father had just given her.

Imagine her surprise when Edward asked her why the lawyers wanted to see her.

“Aren’t they here because of the shares that you have just given me?” Phoebe’s face was illuminated by a mix of cautious wonder and curiosity.

“No, if it was the case, i would not have invited them over on your birthday, not during party time anyway.” He cocked his head to look at his mother who was puzzled as well. “Mother, is this you?”

Grandma Mayfair shook her head, equally puzzled by the unexpected arrival of lawyers. “Well let’s go and find out.” She led the way and the rest of the family followed.

Phoebe walked in between her brothers, they surrounded her as if she was a president in danger and they were the secret service, ready to take a bullet for her.

The rest of the guests exchanged subtle glances, hesitant yet eager to speak their thoughts aloud. Some of them were already sharing the news of the visit from T&C with their families or friends. Lawyers visiting anyone in the founding family was always cause for curiosity.

It raised questions like who had died, who had come into money, who had gone bankrupt or who was being sued.

David was the only one uninterested in the gossip and more worried about Phoebe so he followed the Mayfairs into the house.

Mr. Cornwell and his colleagues were waiting in the living room, they stood up the moment the Mayfairs headed by the matriarch entered with serious looks on their faces.

He could sense the hostility from some of them even before they came close and he guessed that they were anticipating bad news. Cornwell was uncertain if what he was about to share was good or bad news. In his opinion, it could go either way.

“Good evening old lady Mayfair.” His voice was gentle but steady.

Grandma Mayfair nodded once. “A good evening to you too Cornwell. To what do why I owe this unexpected visit?”

She settled in a heavily cushioned sofa shaped like a throne. She used a stern tone and stared at them pointedly to emphasize her authority.

Cornwell slightly bowed in Edward and Jennie’s direction. “Mr. and Mrs. Mayfair.”

“State your business Cornwell, who are you here to see and for what reason?” An impatient grandma Mayfair butted in.

Cromwell held his poise and confidence, he had dealt with many wealthy people, old lady Mayfair did not frighten him like she did many others.

“No offense old lady Mayfair but I believe that I didn’t stutter when I told the butler that I was here to see Phoebe Mayfair.” His eyes moved and paused on Phoebe but immediately shifted to David who was standing behind her.

Rumors were rampant about David being whipped, it was said that he was a love lorn idiot for Phoebe Mayfair, it seemed like this was a fact. Wherever she was, he was never far.

Phoebe raised her hand like her name had been called by teacher during a roll call.

“I am she, why do you want to see me?” She lowered her hand.

Mr. Cornwell’s eyes returned to Phoebe, he ready had done his research and knew who she was. In fact news had reached his desk that the Verdemonts had attacked her the day after the reading of Luther’s will.

It was for this reason why he was torn by the news he had come to deliver. It was good but also bad, in a way. Either way, he an obligation to fulfill the wishes of his client, whatever happened after was none of his business unless he was pulled in.

He cleared his throat. “Miss Phoebe this is a very sensitive issue and I am requesting that we speak privately.” His voice was polite yet it sounded offensive to some people especially Edward.

“What is this about Cornwell? Is my daughter in some kind of trouble? Cut the formalities bullshit and tell me. Whatever it is, i am powerful enough to solve it.” Edward’s tongue dripped with impatience.

Collin took a step forward. “We all are her family and we are not leaving unless Pheebs doesn’t want us here.” His eyes traveled around the vast room but stopped when he spotted David. “Saxon! Why are you here? Leave this is a family matter.” He spoke through pinched lips.

In response, David sneered but before he could respond Phoebe intervened.

“Everyone can stay, it’s fine.” She stretched her hands signaling the two men to quiet down.

Cornwell’s brows rose and fell quickly as he surrendered. He opened his briefcase and pulled out an envelope which he handed to Phoebe but Edward grabbed it instead.

“What is this? Is someone suing my daughter? What for? I will be ruthless in my response Cornwell, better put down all your business and prepare to counter sue. I can’t believe that you of all people would take on such business, it seems like you don’t want the Mayfair business anymore and we should shop for new representation.”

Cornwell hissed, he couldn’t help but feel like the Mayfairs had branded him as some type of villain that had put Phoebe’s life under a threat.

“For God’s sake Edward i am not a process server! If I came here personally outside working hours then that means that it’s something important. Your daughter is not in any kind of trouble in fact I have to say that it looks like she won the billion lottery in a way.” He threw the formalities out of the window as he addressed Edward directly.

The two had known each other in school and were on friendly terms. There was no need for hostility or threats between them.

Some eyebrows shot upwards and some foreheads creased in disbelief. Some hands flew to mouths seeking to ground themselves against the jarring surprise.

“What? What do you mean? Little sister did you use your powers to win a boatload of money?”

The excitement in Andre’s voice only rubbed Phoebe the wrong way because even if she could do that using the whispering coins she wouldn’t do that. It would be robbing another person of their fate.

“Andre shush!”

The Saxon spirit quickly reminded her that Andre was a fool.

“Don’t mind him.” It chuckled.

Cornwell stared at Edward and spoke. “The lottery is an inheritance left to Phoebe by Luther Verdemont.”

His revelation left them in a mixture of surprise and shock. Phoebe especially was taken aback because she really did think all Verdemont business had been closed. Why was it back again?

“Why? Why would Luther leave my daughter money?”

Jennie asked in an alarmed voice, maybe someone else might have been thrilled but not them, they had a lot of money after all.

To them, it was suspicious that Luther who barely knew Phoebe had left her an inheritance. Everyone knew that the Verdemonts did not like Phoebe and they would go crazy when they heard this news.

Shaking his head, Cornwell quickly corrected her anyone that was thinking the same. “It’s not money per say, it’s a foundation which has a boat load of money like Mr. Andre said.”