Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband - Chapter 433

Chapter 433: Alton Boyd drops by.
Phoebe realized that if they used the painting as a mode of transport, they could be in Silver nation within a heartbeat, deal with the case and be back in time for dinner.

She did not even need a passport anymore, as long as they drew a picture of a street or place in Silver nation where they could exit without alarming anyone.

“Let’s do it, I have never been to Silver nation. This will be my first overseas trip…yippee.” Phoebe clapped her hands.

It almost sounded as if she was going for a sightseeing trip and not to deal with a scary killer doll.

Maureen opened the door and invited Cain Ledger inside.

“We will take your case, but I need fifty percent of the payment upfront before I do anything. If I cannot take care of the troubles you are facing, I will only take ten percent of what you had offered.” Phoebe spread her arms out, “Now you might think that it is too hefty of a sum to pay but it is simply the cost of buying my time. If you are ready, we can leave for Silver nation in a few minutes.”

On informing Cain Ledger that she would take on his case right away. The man’s face brightened only for the smile to fall further and further as Phoebe talked which puzzled both women. He should have been dancing for joy, not frowning.

“Is something bothering you? Is it the fee?” Maureen inquired.

Cain Ledger looked at them as though they had lost their minds. “Shamans, have you not been listening to me? I cannot just waltz back into the country, I told you that I sneaked out, so I have to sneak back in with caution.” His hands flailed in a frustrated way.

Aunt Maureen who had long stashed a go bag in Phoebe’s office stood up and grabbed it. She was ready to leave immediately. “I thought you said that this was about emergency and your wife and child’s life are in danger?” She arched an eyebrow.

“Yes, they are but I also said that the doll will not kill them right away, it gave me some time.” He paused to take in some breath.

Phoebe scoffed in disbelief; this man was not acting as desperate as he sounded. Desperate people did not care if they were arrested, they just cared to be saved.

Cain rolled his hair up in a bun and fished out the black glasses that he had stashed in the left pocket of his coat. He stood up from the chair and locked eye contact with Phoebe. “You will receive a notification from me after I have safely returned to the Silver nation and then you will come over.” His eyes roamed around in search of something. “Do you have a back door that me and my men can use?” He asked, there was a trace of hope in his eyes.

Phoebe nodded and led the way, when they got there Cain took hold of her hand. “I hope that you are as powerful as they say you are, many have tried to help me but nothing good came out of it instead the doll got feistier.” Cain let go of her hand when a black SUV pulled up. “See you soon Miss Mayfair.” He jumped into the car which drove off at full speed.

Phoebe cocked her head for a fleeting second and shrugged, her hands were tied on this, she could not just budge into his home and help if he was unwilling to welcome her. He was a foolish man though, just because the evil doll gave him a three-day deadline did not mean that it would wait for that deadline to elapse.

Evil liked to cause pain, rarely was it reasonable and that doll did not sound reasonable to her.

“There goes my hunting trip.” She whispered inaudibly and turned back.

Back at the cafe, the door was once again open for business and a guest that she was not expecting was seated with her grandmother and aunt.

“Mr. Alton!” Phoebe spoke in a hushed tone.

Hastily Phoebe moved to the table on which they were sitting.

“Uncle Boyd!” Phoebe chimed. His was not a face she was expecting to see anytime soon, especially not in her cafe. They had not left things off on the best terms the last time she saw him.

Maureen shifted uncomfortably in her seat. “I told you to stop calling him that.” Her tone came off as slightly condemning. She had no interest in becoming Mrs. Boyd, and she would have preferred it if Phoebe had less interactions with him.

“Maureen! What is with this foul attitude? Phoebe can call Mr. Alton whatever she wants. There is nothing wrong with uncle, it is respectful.” Grandma Mayfair pinched her lips together, her hope of Mr. Alton and Maureen dating reignited, she just didn’t understand why her daughter was acting so mean towards the man.

Phoebe wanted to explain that it was a slip of the tongue, but she let it be.

Mr. Alton gave grandma Mayfair a little wave. “No, no old lady Mayfair, Maureen must be angry at me, and I honestly understand why. I did not make a favorable impression on her so I would be angry too if I was I her shoes.”

He looked at Maureen endearingly, “Please Phoebe and Maureen forgive my behavior the last time that you visited. I have thought things over and done some healing and soul searching. I am here to show you that I am willing to move beyond my past.

Phoebe those tonics that you offered me in the past and I always turned down, I am here to collect.” He paused and let out a small laugh. “Also, I am hoping to pursue my feelings for Maureen.” He turned to Maureen. “I do genuinely like you, I was just in a bad place when we met.” Alton placed a gift bag on Maureen’s side of the table, she only looked at it however and did not attempt to open it.

Grandma Mayfair on the other hand opened it with her grubby hands and quickly revealed what was inside.

“A sunflower!” She squealed excitedly.

Phoebe and Maureen exchanged gazes before transferring their quizzical looks to Mr. Alton. Both of them knew what it meant, they just didn’t know if Alton did.

“Please Maureen grant me the honor of being my date for the Sunflower ball.” He proposed, offering a tiny but respectful bow like a perfect gentleman.

Grandma Mayfair clapped once. “Yes of course she will.”