Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband - Chapter 282

Chapter 282: A bonus for all.

He strolled past Phoebe, kicked Mackie on the chest and walked out of the door which Rosette was holding open.

Mackie watched with despair in her eyes, unwilling to believe that he did not love her even once. She felt like a fool, all along she had been jumping around, holding on to the belief that Liz had stolen her man.

As it turns out he only smiled at her because Eliza told him to. At the end of the day, she was still in her sister’s shadow.

Mackie laughed at herself, but no sound came from her mouth as the Saxon spirit had sealed it. More hatred for Eliza surged within her heart. Her hateful sister had taken away even the most precious memory she had in her life. To her, it was even more precious than the birth of her children.

I should have killed her, Mackie thought. She recalled the day Eliza fell down the stairs when they were children. Back then, only the two of them had been at home and Eliza had almost bled out from the injuries she acquired.

Mackie, had called the servants who rushed Eliza to the hospital.

I should have let her bleed out that day, Mackie screamed in her mind.

If she had not saved her, all of Eliza’s glory would have been hers. Mackie shook her head, cursing her sister in her mind.

More tears run down her eyes and she started to hyperventilate. Within a few seconds, she fainted, going completely limp and the ghosts let go of her finally.

The candles snuffed out on there own and normal lighting returned to the room. Connie and Sylvester opened the windows, sending out the smell of the burnt sage into the streets.

Two of Eliza’s bodyguards came in and took Mackie with them. Just like that, everything was over and the mystery of Eliza’s dying children was put to bed.

The shock from what they had witnessed was not gone yet and it would take a month or more to fade from their memories. In fact, they would forever remember it just as they remembered the stalker ghost.

All these cases could be used for reference in case they ever came across another like that. It gave the Saxon spirit an idea.

“Pheebs, you need to start writing a journal, note down all these cases and everything you noticed. Describe the runes, talismans, smells, aura and anything else that you noticed.

Do not forget to include the mentality and reasoning of the the offender and offended. Someday, these things could be helpful to the next inheritor of the space pendant.”

Phoebe nodded, she saw sense in what the spirit was saying.

Some like Rosette were all but ready to get back to work. “Are we cleaning up ourselves or hiring a cleaning service?”

Some things, she guessed could not be saved like the pull out couch.

“I will get right on it.” Sylvester volunteered.

“I have to study.” Connie vanished.

It was a fib, she was just escaping what she considered to be hard labor.

“I can’t believe that such a thing is even possible, surrogacy, transferring the essence of one child to another. What kind of world are we living in? Who gives these people such ideas? Why does magic even exist in the first place if it’s being used for evil?” Grandma Mayfair asked, trembling. “Not only is what Mackie did unthinkable but it’s also demonic. This stupid girl, instead of bettering herself and her strengthening her mind, she chose to hate her sister who was simply living her life. And the sister, she was busy pouring love on the one that was killing her children.”

She did not understand Mackie’s reasoning or her hatred for Eliza. The two women looked alike, both were beautiful, and if Mackie had been a bit more cheerful and outgoing, she could have lived a happy life. Instead, she wanted Eliza’s life, not her own.

Old lady Mayfair was so shocked that she sat down on the couch, accidentally staining her expensive silk dress with blood.

“Nana…” Phoebe winced.

Grandma Saxon was absent minded, not realizing that she was sitting on a towel soaked blood.

“Nana.” Phoebe called again. “You are sitting on blood.”

Old lady Mayfair jumped up, making a small squeal of surprise. She tilted her head and looked behind, trying to to see if her dress was stained.

“Nana, i think you should head home, don’t worry about the cafe, we will put up a board indicating that we are not serving meals today.

I am not staying either, there is somewhere i must be, i have another case to handle.”

From Phoebe’s phone came a bird whistle sound, the notification that she had received a text. When she looked at it, it was a notification from the bank, Mr. Guzman had sent her sixty million.”

She gasped in shock.

“Holy wow!” she exclaimed.

The amount surprised her, she had not been expecting another payment from Eliza outside of the one they agreed to on a monthly basis.

Phoebe looked at everyone with a smile.

“Guys, you are all getting a big bonus, one million per person. As for the ghosts, make any requests you want, as long as it’s within a one million budget, i will provide it.”

Rosette almost fell down when she heard the amount Phoebe was giving away.

“Boss!!” she exclaimed and opened her arms, wanting to give Phoebe a hug.

Connie beat Rosette to the punch, the ghost that had gone to study had somehow managed to overhear that benefits were being distributed.

She literally shoved Rosette out of the way in order to get to Phoebe.

“Sister, i want chocolates from indulgence, the golden phoenix cupcake, a box of Oui Chocolat…”

“Connie a box o Oui Chocolat costs 1.5 million. It is called the worlds most expensive sweet for a reason. You have a one million budget, let’s try to stick to it.” Phoebe reminded her girl.

Not surprising, the girl pouted and let go of Phoebe.

She started making the transfers immediately. She made puppy eyes at Phoebe and looked like she was just about ready to bawl.

“Give her half of my bonus.” The Saxon spirit said.

Grandma Mayfair sighed. “Mine too.”

“And me.” Sylvester added.

Altogether, 1.5 million was collected, and Connie still had a lot of money from her original bonus.

As for the three volunteers, they did not have much use for the money anyway. Old lady Mayfair was rich, Sylvester had no earthly desires except for redemption and the Saxon spirit…..she had never asked purchased anything before.

Connie squealed and went around the room hugging everyone except for Rosette that had not given her a penny.

She even grabbed a broom and a mop. “Uncle Sylvester, i will help with the clean up today. I just remembered that i do not have to study today.”

In a cheerful mood, she started cleaning up using her ghostly energy, moving all the bloody rugs out of the way.

“You guys are spoiling her.” Phoebe complained.

“She is just a child.” Grandma Mayfair waved her hand, dismissing Phoebe’s words.

Phoebe escorted her grandmother to the car and she got in her car, driving in the opposite direction.

Old lady Mayfair could not wait to get home to share Eliza and Mackie’s tale of the devilish sister. She called Jennie and Prudence immediately.

“Drop everything and come to the house, you will not believe why Eliza Guzman’s children have been dying.”