Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband-Chapter 312: The scummiest of them all.

On hearing David’s words, the two women stared at each other in disbelief, Grandma Mayfair was outrun by a mixture of emotions mostly shock and surprise.

Phoebe surprisingly burst into laughter when her eyes met those of her grandmother, her reaction startled David the most.

"What am I missing?" He asked as he perched himself on the edge of the chair.

Pulling her brows into a frown, grandma Mayfair wrinkled her nose in disgust. "Child did you say Dickson was involved?" She queried.

David nodded; his face still shadowed by confusion. "Yes! My cousin Dickson. He used his Saxon influence to persuade people into signing that damn petition. When I see him, I swear to God...." His palm met his fist to express what he intended to do.

The two had not had a fight in a while___years actually, six of them and it was the intervention of their grandmother and clan elders that ended their physical fights. It was high time Dickson was reminded of the taste of a fist to his face.

"I ask because he was just here about an hour ago, claiming to be in talks with Dorothy in order for her to drop the stupid petition. In fact, he said that Phoebe owed him and also about him saving her from some thieves." Grandma Mayfair spoke through pursed lips, she had actually believed his lies.

He was a bastard that much was true but not everything that came out of his mouth was false. Old lady Mayfair was still displeased, how could be brazen enough to lie to her without batting an eye?

To think that he was colluding with the enemy in the dark! No wonder Phoebe hated him so much, he was a hyena__no, a weasel, scrub that, a fox was the best description of the man.

Stretching his hand, David stole one of Connie’s expensive candies from the bowl on Phoebe’s desk, asking them to explain everything that had happened down to the very last detail.

Grandma Mayfair beat Phoebe to the punch, narrating the story with great vigor.

"I know Dickson, he is as cunning as a fox. About him helping you get your purse back; I was not happy that you didn’t mention it to me, but I did not dwell on it. Pheebs I was skeptical about it being a coincidence then, but I am certain that it’s not! That piece of shit is planning something, he is not nice to people for nothing, he must be scheming."

Phoebe chuckled but the moment she did, she covered her mouth and lightly giggled.

"I am sorry, he is just too predictable. David, I didn’t tell you about the bag thieves because honestly there was nothing to tell, you know very well that I know what he is up to." She winked at him, and he nodded in return. "The whole rescuing thing was a facade, he sent the thieves and pretended to save me so hearing that he did something to get people to sign the petition doesn’t surprise me at all." Phoebe continued to laugh softly. "He is only capable of this much; he is a loser."

David bit his lower lip and run his fingers through his hair. "I bet his plan was for you to be grateful after he came out of nowhere and save you. It’s you.... it’s you he wants; he has always wanted everything that I had since we were children." He pressed his lips tightly together.

Even his ex-girlfriend’s, Dickson always tried so hard to woo them, so the two cousins had dated some of the same woman through the years.

David had of course dumped them the moment they involved themselves with Dickson, he found those women too disgusting to so much as touch. They were obviously after the Saxon fortune, and they didn’t care which Saxon they had to ride to get a foot in the door.

"I came to the same conclusion, now that Ruth is out of the way he wants to cling onto Pheobe. Only after I die will that happen!" Grandma Mayfair stamped her foot. "No, even after my death I will stay behind as a ghost to make sure that he stands no chance. Can you imagine that he brought auction tickets with him and demanded that my granddaughter attends it with him, and he kept calling her darling in a sleazy manner." She added oil to the fire.

David boiled with anger the more that old lady Saxon talked. she banged her fist on the table. "I will kill him this time, he’s overconfident for a reason I am yet to know about....."

"D.C. pharma." Phoebe announced, David stared at her knowingly, he already knew about Dickson’s company, and he was waiting for its crowning moment to swoop in like a vulture and destroy it.

In his last life, after Phoebe’s death, Dickson and Ruth had worked together to gobble up the Mayfair fortune and got rid of the Mayfair’s.

In this life, he would never allow Dickson get access to it, especially not through Phoebe.

It looked like his cousin was still on the same path, he had just changed a target.

"D.C pharma will be on the ground soon, I already have a plan in motion." She smiled reassuringly at him.

"Still I am going to punch him, right now as a matter of fact." David glared at the door.

"No!" Screamed Phoebe taking them by surprise, Dickson deserved the beating but if he got one, her plans would be ruined. "Leave him, let him think that he is winning, there is no greater pain than the one you experience after tasting victory."

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She knew that quite well because she had fallen to the bottom and to her death after tasting a sweet victory.

Grandma Mayfair nodded. "The higher the climb the greater the fall."

"Exactly," Phoebe’s phone rung, she remembered that she had a client waiting and she was late. "It’s time for me to go do that ritual at Sarah Miller’s house, it’s nothing complicated so no worries and about the Dorothy Cook situation, let’s spread the gossip. Since she decided to sink so low we will sink lower." Phoebe rubbed her hands together.

"Roxanne told me that you asked her to do research on Dorothy, but I was one step ahead of you. I have information on her getting bribes from someone in Jitz hotel that has been buying up land around the lake. They want yours too so this petition has a monetary motive as well. I am planning to use that against her, a sex scandal may not completely ruin her." David sneered.

Phoebe smiled, her information sniffer or David’s information sniffer had actually managed to find something on Dorothy Cook.

The rest of the battle would be much simpler moving forward. She picked up her bag, bid her grandmother farewell and walked out of the door with David and the ghost team following behind.

Once outside, David pulled on Phoebe’s hand. "I came here purposely to tell you about the men that went out in search of Ruth."