Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband

As she shut the office door behind her, Phoebe made up her mind to meet Miranda and Katherine on the same level. If it’s war they wanted, she was ready to pick up her gun and empty every chamber.

Her immediate assumption was that they were there to persuade her to marry David as soon as possible so that they could get their hands on her recipes. However, she planned to extinguish their hope by telling them that she wasn’t planning on getting married, not now or anytime soon.

If they kept up the pressure, never. In this life, she would never allow her feelings for David to cloud her judgement and direct the path of her life. Stupid blind love was for fools and Phoebe Mayfair was no fool.

She spotted them from a far sitting at the same table where Sabrina and company were sitting earlier. Most of the wealthy ladies were gone, they liked to move in groups like wolves that were hunting or just interacting socially. This was because many of them were rich and unemployed, which gave them a lot of time to make many cafe owners frustrated when they showed up.

"You missed all the fun with the wealthy size zero women of the rich and entitled society, today’s orders were two non-fat fruit and yogurt smoothies with no pineapples because pineapples are too smelly, one non-fat hot chocolate, not too hot or too chocolatey and five non-fat iced coffees with room temperature ice." Rosette cut in Phoebe’s way and said, sarcastically.

Sylvester guffawed loudly behind Rosette.

"Mind you, ice cannot be room temperature and pineapples are not smelly. Also, chocolatey is not a word, I swear the more the money, the less they make sense."

Phoebe rolled her eyes; Rosette was always ready and armed with something to say about the wealthy clientele that visited their cafe. She couldn’t blame her; they brought it on themselves.

It lightened her mood a little as she approached the table with two Saxon women but that fizzled out because even before she sat down, they started with the drama.

Katherine met her eyes. " With all the money the Mayfair’s have, can’t you find a better space than this? Your mind is too small when it comes to making business decisions. You obviously have a successful business, why don’t you have a vision?" She flatly commented, her eyes moved from Phoebe to Grandma Mayfair who sneered.

"Kathy watch your words and be respectful." Miranda voiced out a sharp reproach, surprising everyone.

Phoebe scoffed and sat down to face them, her grandmother sat beside her, her face darker than usual and unwelcoming. She had more than a few words of her own to share.

"Katherine Saxon you were nasty as a child and that has not changed to date, my granddaughter has not asked for your unsolicited advice. If you were so good at making business decisions, the Saxon group would be far ahead, but we all know that your own work has been lagging behind since David left. If you are so great, why haven’t you picked up where he left off?" Grandma Saxon was determined to humiliate her, she was not going to be one of the people that walk on eggshells around her.

Katherine’s face paled, she clenched her hands, digging the sharp tips of her nails into her own flesh to a point of drawing blood.

"I am very sorry for her rude behavior old lady Mayfair; I did not raise her right and her arrogance has escalated over the years. Please understand that her attitude does not represent that of the rest of our Saxon family." Miranda apologized, her eyes were laced with genuine shame and remorse.

Anybody that knew Miranda would faint at her new attitude; it was like an alien had invaded her body. Phoebe for one had never seen Miranda Saxon humble herself for anything or anyone, she and her grandmother exchanged glances uncertain as to why her behavior had drastically changed.

"Mom what the hell are you apologizing for? What’s with this good girl act that you are parading around now?" Katherine pressed her lips into a thin line.

"It’s the amulet." The Saxon spirit pointed at Miranda’s arm. Phoebe’s eyes followed its hand but she couldn’t see it because it was hidden underneath the coat’s arm. She also had no interest in wasting her energy on improving her eyesight to peek at the amulet, it was enough to know that it was there.

It seemed to be a myth initially when she heard of the amulet, but it seemed that it truly worked, Miranda’s behavior had actually changed drastically overnight. She was nicer, her face more relaxed and seemed even warm and motherly in a way that gave Phoebe the shivers because Miranda was looking at her with what looked like love in her eyes.

Phoebe cleared her throat and rubbed her hands against her arms for a moment as if she was cold. "Listen Mrs. Saxon, if you are here to cajole me into marrying your son my answer is a no. I have explained that to David and he understands it...."

Waving her hand dismissively, Miranda chortled. "Oh I know dear, David explained to me in great detail this morning. What matters is that the two of you love each other, who cares if you get married now or at the age of ninety. It’s your life so live it the way you desire." She sipped on the non-fat iced coffee Rosset placed before her.

It had caught Miranda’s eye that Rosette had rolled her eyes as she put the coffee down, but she was at peace, so much so that even something like that did not bother her.

Katherine shoved back the chair which made a harsh screech on the floor. "Mother? What do you mean?" She tugged on her front hair. "I...we need those recipes! She has to hand them over as dowry if she wants to join the family, you suggested that. Those recipes are mine, why are you siding with her?"

Her cheeks burned with fury, what was she supposed to do now? She needed to make progress before her position was taken away and given to someone more qualified.

Sighing softly, regret fell on Miranda’s face, and she looked down for a moment. "I know what i said and I am truly appalled that I had such evil thoughts." She raised her eyes and glanced at Phoebe. "I apologize for that, those recipes are yours and I advise that you guard them jealously otherwise, who knows what my greedy daughter will do in an attempt to get them." She threw Katherine a quick sharp glance.

Without waiting to be embarrassed any further, Katherine’s fingers clutched on her purse, and she stomped out of the cafe hissing curses.

Grandma Mayfair laughed loudly and snapped her fingers, her face washed in disbelief. "Miranda are you alright my dear? You seem like a completely different person!" Her eyes continued studied Miranda momentarily.

The old woman was not sure what was more disturbing, a predictable rude and selfish Miranda or this unpredictable soft spoken one.

A peaceful smile formed on Miranda’s lips. "Honestly I do not know but since this morning after meeting my son. I began to feel a certain level of calmness and happiness deep within, it’s hard to explain but I think that I have found serenity."

Serenity! grandma Mayfair mouthed out silently. Was Miranda on drugs, was she high? She did not want to share these assumptions, so she just put on her best fake smile. "I am honestly glad to hear that, serenity looks good on you."

Miranda’s gaze shifted to Phoebe, worry replaced the gentle gleam as she took Phoebe’s hand in a gentle hold. "My dear there is something that I have been meaning to ask you, it’s about Dickson." Her voice quavered a little.