Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband - Chapter 444

Chapter 444: The end of the Mortimers.
The first reaction of the people in the room was shared gasps of surprise which were followed by even bigger gasps as those that saw Phoebe’s thoughts realized her thoughts were true.

After getting over the initial shock, some people in the room burst out laughing. Finally, it made sense why the Mortimer’s were so determined to see the betrothal through, they were desperate.

“I knew there was a hidden intention, they were after the Saxon wealth.” Grandma Mayfair clicked her tongue continuously.

“Everyone knows betrothals are not legally binding contracts, we all knew that something was fishy. What a good family you are Mortimer’s?” Robert derisively stared down at the Jericho and Ocean.

In a moment of anger, Rufus yanked the old betrothal document from Jericho Mortimer’s hands and tore it into as many pieces as he could. “How dare you?” He fixed a glare upon the Mortimer’s. “You must have come here planning to blackmail us into filling the hole you dug yourselves in.

When your daughter married that fraud, you did not stop her and even snubbed us because you thought that you had climbed a high branch. Now that he has bled you dry, you have come running back with your tails between your legs. Well too bad, it’s too little too late.”

While he had been expressing his rage, a maid was collecting the pieces of torn paper, and they were tossed into a fireplace.

When Jericho Mortimer came to, he could not understand what had just happened or how the betrothal document had been ripped out of his hands. The Saxons were heckling curses at them, his family lowered their head in shame and Rufus glancing at him with frost filled eyes.

“W-what is happening?” He asked, looking at his son Ocean for an explanation.

“You messed up father, you confessed to everything.” Ocean pressed his lips tightly together. “You even revealed stuff about Moria and Quincy and the fact that we are now broke.” He hissed.

Confusion glazed his father’s eyes. “Me? When? How?” He lowered his eyes for a second then raised them to meet Rufus’ unkind ones. The mist evaporated from his mind slowly and he saw himself confessing. He couldn’t believe it. It was as if he was watching someone that looked and sounded like him confessing.

“Rufus, old friend, I am sick and dying help me out this once. I was confused for a moment and chose to handle this the wrong way. It was not my idea; I should not have listened to some instigators and made the wrong decision.” He imploded.

“Then you should have asked for help genuinely instead of plotting against my family.” Rufus barked. “When David broke off the engagement I was on my sick bed. Instead of sitting and talking about the matter with my wife, you spread the news that your daughter found my grandson lacking and she had ended the betrothal.

As if that was not enough, you personally berated my stressed wife said our relationship was over and we Saxon’s should never bother your Mortimer family ever again. I say the same thing to you now, our friendship is over Jericho, now leave my house and do not ever seek my family out again for any reason.” His voice came sharp with irritation.

Moria knelt and rubbed her hands together. “Please uncle Rufus, it is true that I married someone else and had a baby, but I was young and confused. I have come to realize what’s important, and I really love David. I did not know about my parents plan to blackmail you for money.”

Her plea fell on deaf ears. If David was anywhere close to her, he would have kicked her away. Phoebe in the meantime scraped the bowl of oatmeal, finishing her breakfast.

[Young and confused!! You have been in wedded bliss for years with the son of a political enemy of our country. Who knows if you have been involved in espionage and treason? Your family was targeted for a reason.]

Rufus, like some of the Saxon’s had a habit of keeping an eye on Phoebe at all times. When he saw that thought, his eyes widened, and he thought of something that had not crossed his mind before. Moria had been in bed with the enemy for years. Who knew what financial secrets her family had sold?

Edward and grandma Mayfair exchanged knowing gazes, they did not want to be tied to the Mortimer’s in any way. A founding family involved in espionage had only one ending, execution. It was the law which was made in order to keep the families in line because they had too much power. If they wanted to destabilize the country, it would be so easy.

They were also involved in businesses all over the world, it would be easy for them to sell national secrets.

Edward figured it was time to go. “Well, I guess that we better leave now.” He proposed to his family.

“No Edward, it is not you that should be leaving.” Rufus signaled at Polly. “Throw the strangers out.” He instructed.

Bodyguards descended on the Mortimer’s and dragged them out. Some resisted and walked out with their heads held high.

After the Mortimer’s left, Rufus excused himself and made a phone call to general Drusus informing him about the relationship between the Mortimer’s and Eagle country’s vice president.

The Mayfair’s stayed longer and discussed what had just transpired with the Mortimer’s. They left at around the lunch hour to freshen up to attend Dickson’s burial at Rufus’ request.

Initially they had been hesitant, but Rufus raised a valid point that their families were very close, and suspicions would arise if they did not attend.

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Later that evening at the Saxon tower, many people from the elite walks of life showed up in large numbers for Dickson’s funeral. The smiles on their faces portrayed the fact that they were there for anything but a burial.

It was better to miss a wedding than miss an opportunity to visit the tower no matter the event. Most people were engrossed in personal discussions, others even took pictures near the lake while the priest prayed for Dickson.

The only person that was truly sad was his Margaret who wailed loudly even though she knew the coffin being lowered into the ground was empty. After Dickson’s coffin was lowered into the ground, Margaret disappeared without attending to the guests that stayed behind for the funeral dinner.

The funeral was surprisingly lavish and when guests left, many were joking about it being the best funeral of the decade.

Phoebe was exhausted by the end of the night; she and Maureen had stayed back at the Saxon cemetery and spent a lot of time at the Saxon guiding random ghosts into the light.

When they got home, Phoebe washed up and went down to meet her family in the living room, they were watching the dreaded video from her teenage acting days.

“Father, I cannot believe that you actually got your hands on that video.” Her face flushed with embarrassment; she was never going to hear the end of it from her brothers who were snickering like menaces.

“Oh, sweetie come on, you at least tried, Collin has no talent at all.” Edward laughed sarcastically.

She joined them and laughed as the video was re-watched over and over. Soon, Andre was mimicking her to her great mortification.

In a way, she was glad to get a notification from Cain Ledger saying that he had arrived safely in the Silver nation. Finally, a hunting trip was on the horizon.