Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband - Chapter 84

Chapter 84: Cutting ties…3

The Saxon spirit huffed angrily. She so badly wanted to do something___, anything, just as long as it caused pain to the wicked man in front of them. When did raising children become a transaction?

Where was it written that children had to pay parents some kind of price for being raised by them? What kind of parent counted every coin they spent on their child waiting for a day to demand for this money back?

“Rosette, check my desk and bring a pen and paper. Bring some ink as well.” Phoebe yelled.

While Rosette was doing that, Phoebe turned back to the Gabriels. She didn’t even feel anything when she looked at them now. Aaron had successfully killed whatever lingering stubborn affection she had left for them. All of that affection was left over from her childhood, before Ruth.

How did people that had known each other for at least twenty-four years suddenly go from being family to strangers that couldn’t stand each other? Even if she wasn’t their daughter biologically, they had raised her. Elizabeth had breast fed her, taught her how to walk and talk. Aaron had taught her how to ride a bicycle and even confronted a bully on the playground for her sake at one time.

It was true that they treated Nicholas better than they treated her because they valued the one son they had more than their daughter, but at one time, things had not been so bad. They were nicer before Aaron lost his job and developed a quick temper and taste for the belt which he only ever used on Phoebe. It became worse after Ruth came along.

Was blood so important that all the years he spent being her nice father were so easily washed away like dirt on the road during heavy rains? When she looked at him now, all she saw was a stranger and all she felt was nothing.

“Boss, here.” Rosette brought the things she had requested.

Phoebe sat down and drafted an agreement stating that she and the Gabriels were cutting ties, and they would have nothing to do with each other in future. In return she was compensating them financially.

She signed it and Aaron did the same. When it came to Elizabeth, she was hesitant, and she looked at Phoebe with regretful eyes.

“Sign it woman.” Aaron barked.

She signed and all of them stamped the paper with their thumbprints. Phoebe gave it to Rosset to make copies.

Rosette rushed out to make copies from a stationary shop near the cafe. She was in such a hurry that she made more copies than needed and when she bumped into Andre Mayfair who was disguised outside the cafe, she dropped one.

“Sorry we are closed.” she shouted as shut the door.

Andre picked up the document and perused through it naturally out of curiosity. When he saw its contents, he clenched his right-hand fist angrily.

“They are extorting her! very good, just wait for me you greedy bastards.”

He took a picture of the document and sent it to Luke and his parents. Then he called his lawyer to see how this agreement could be reversed.

Inside the cafe meanwhile, the transaction was about to be completed. Phoebe reached for her phone and sent Aaron the money.

“As for the house, it’s in mother’s names. Do with it whatever you wish, I’ll send the deed before tomorrow. I hope we never see each other again.”

Aaron sneered and turned around to leave. With money and a house, who cared about a lose slut like Phoebe? She would get herself arrested again somehow, he thought.

“Let’s go.” she dragged out Elizabeth who was hesitant and trying to bid Phoebe farewell politely.

Rosette opened the door for them and waved at them gleefully.

“See you never.” she shouted and then closed the door from the inside.

She even turned on the closed sign outside the door so that nobody would come and disturb Phoebe for a while.

All the ghosts and Rosette gathered around Phoebe; naked worry expressed on their faces.

“Are you okay?” Connie asked softly, in an abnormal display of concern.

“Should i cook you something delicious? What do you want to eat?” Sylvester asked eagerly.

The Saxon spirit raised Phoebe’s chin. “Are you crying again? Those people are not worth it. You shouldn’t have given them the house and money. Ten million!!!” she exclaimed. “We have worked hard to save that money, it’s half of all your savings. And the house…. oh i feel so cheated right now.”

Rosette didn’t fall behind “Boss, what should i bring for you? Calming herbal tea or beer, maybe wine.”

“I am fine, stop fussing all of you.” Phoebe waved and pushed them away. “I am just proud of myself for getting this agreement. I am going to get it notarized and in future, if the Gabriel’s come to me for any reason, i can use this to slap them in the face.” She blew air out of her mouth and sighed loudly.

“I am tired, so tired and hungry. I still have to deal with all the slander online. It looks like i am going to need to ask detective Shark for help again.”

“David…”the Saxon spirit started.

“No.” Phoebe refused strongly.

Running to David to fix her problems was the equal of running into his arms.

“Boss, he handled all of the slander and killed it at once. But he is not the only one, all three men came out and gave statements or interviews. David Saxon declared that he is single and pursuing you. Collin Baltimore said you two are very close friends and neighbors and Amon said you were friends, but nothing is defined in life.

Wow, boss, you really won the lottery of fine men. Obviously, all these three are interested in you. How did you go from having zero men to having three good looking men hot and heavy after you.”

The Saxon spirit slapped Rosette on the back of the head.

“Better pick a side and it should be my side or i will give you nightmares for a year.” the spirit threatened.

“What a dictatorship we are living in.” Rosette mumbled and she stood up to escape.

The doorbell chimed then, and they all turned around. Humans couldn’t come in since the door was closed but ghosts could.

“We are closed.” Rosette yelled out.

There was a male ghost standing in front of the door. He was wearing a scorched fire fighters’ uniform, and he looked lost. Phoebe deduced that he had died in the line of duty.

One of her rules was that anyone who worked for the country and sacrificed their lives for the sake of others couldn’t be turned away. Police officers, fire men, soldiers, judges, and other civil servants in different capacities were always welcome.

“Oh, it’s as special case, we don’t turn away special cases.” Connie said.

“Let’s get to work.” Phoebe told them.