Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband

Low whispers erupted among the people that were confused about why they had been gathered in the living room. Apart from those that actually knew about what was going on, all the rest could do was to speculate.

During that time, Phoebe found the opportune moment to talk to Phillip Saxon, she asked him a couple of questions about his cars and who would want to tamper with the brakes of the car.

Intrigued as to why Phoebe whom he really did not know was asking such questions, Phillip turned to David.

"Dude what is going on? Why is she asking about my cars? Did someone really tamper with my brakes! Is she sure about me having an accident and the fact that it's going to happen tonight?"

David let out an apprehensive sigh, Phoebe had told him that she was not certain about the precise time, but she was sure that Phillip Saxon was going to have an accident in his blue sports car.

If she saved him then she would be rewarded with more energy and if she did not, then Phillip would get into an accident which would cause him to lose both his legs and his life.

"You know that my woman is a shaman, she cannot be asking all these things without good reason. So, are you at loggerheads with anyone that would want you dead in the family or out? Probably in the family because this is the only place where someone could have possibly tampered with your car." He probed; it was in Phillip's best interest that he answered their questions.

Nodding his head, Phillip winced lightly. "I do not really know, I mean we are all family but if I am to suspect anyone then maybe Dickson. When he came out to reveal himself as the real owner of DC Pharma, I proposed to the board to dismiss him from the Saxon group." A frustrated sound came out of his lips.

"The other board members were in support because he is now a direct competitor of the company. What if he stole recipes from the lab, or exposed company secrets for the benefit of his company? I was not coming from a place of malice; it was the right thing to do for the company." He rested his hands in his pant pockets.

"Dickson was furious, he and his mother promised to kill me for even suggesting such an idea. I called their bluff thinking that it was a threat that they could not actually act upon it. My God! I cannot even begin to imagine it. Did they really do something to my brakes?" He cleared cold sweat from his brow, his eyes drifting between Phoebe and David.

[Yes.]

Philip blinked a few times; he wondered if his eyes had deceived him, or he really saw yes above Phoebe's head.

"I am not one hundred percent sure, but you can never be too cautious, just don't drive the blue Bugatti until further notice and have all of your cars checked thoroughly. Heed my advice if you do not want to end up dead." Phoebe cautioned.

Phillip shuddered like a gust of wind had coiled around his frame. "I promise not to drive any of them anywhere. In fact, let me call the towing company to come and pick it up. If any of this is true, I am going to kill Dickson I swear to God." He released sharp breath, casting a piercing glance at Dickson.

With that warning delivered, Phoebe started looking around to see which other Saxon's she could help.

Just as she was looking around, many of the Saxon's were doing the same, looking at the Mayfair's and Phoebe in particular. For most, it was the first time that they were meeting David's girlfriend. What happened next, they were unprepared for.

[Hmm, Nancy Saxon, she is so pretty but so foolish. How blind does she have to be not to notice that her boyfriend is sleeping with her best friend, and they plan to kill her soon. She has wasted almost five hundred million on that fool.]

[Ooh, is that Dean Saxon, he is so cute. He looks a little like David. It's too bad he doesn't listen to his father and has the wrong friends that will take him on a gambling trip, and he will disappear never to be seen again.]

[Quentin Saxon, your wife is sleeping with your butler, you will be the first Saxon to have a black-haired baby...hehehe]

[Let's see, who else is in trouble? Nini Saxon, that jade bracelet around her hand is emitting some very dark energy. If I am not mistaken, it was taken from the hand of a dead woman.]

As her eyes moved away, she did not see Nini Saxon quickly removing the jade bracelet and throwing it to the ground with panic in her eyes. The bracelet was a gift from Margaret, Dickson's mother, she found it hard to believe that her aunt would harm her, but Phoebe had a good reputation as a shaman. It was better to believe her and ask questions later.

[Oh great, it's the bitch Katherine...K to the a to the t... what the hell what am I thinking. That thief really pisses me off, when that lawsuit comes down and she is dragged through the media I will be so happy. Hahaha, look at her eyes, why is she glaring at me so fiercely?]

[Come to think of it, many of the Saxons are looking at me weirdly. It's probably because I am David's girlfriend or maybe because I am so pretty, yeah, it's definitely because I am pretty. My red hair beats their white hair any day of the week. If this was a fight, my red hair would drag the white hair around and mop the floor with it.]

A whole pack of bamboozled Saxon's did not know what to think anymore. They traded gazes, wondering if they were alone in seeing her thoughts. The last one left them a little disturbed, who the heck thought about hair getting in a fight?

"Can you see this?" Nile poked David's back and whispered the question. He did not want to admit, and he turned to Phoebe instead. Explore hidden tales at My Virtual Library Empire

"Stop thinking." David whispered to Phoebe.

Suddenly the double doors that led into the living room were opened, revealing Rufus Saxon who wheeled in with a sober expression on his face. It was glaringly obvious that something was wrong, not just wrong but bad. Bad enough to ruin the patriarch's happy mood from earlier.

The murmurs in the room died down, those standing in groups dispersed in search of their seats.

"You all must be wondering why I invited you all here." A bodyguard pushed the wheelchair to the front where he was in a position that was facing everyone. "I am equally clueless, Edward here requested that I call for this meeting which he said would shape the image of our family for the next few years. So, Edward my dear nephew, you have the floor." He leaned back to rest his back on the chair backrest.

Edward made a subtle sound to divert the attention to himself, he did not have to though because everyone had their focus on him.