Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband-Chapter 422: Compensating the wronged.

Dickson and his mother were the definition of wealthy individuals that were out of touch with reality. As far as they were concerned, the rest of the world had to bow at their feet. They were untouchable and no matter what they did, there would be no consequences for their actions.

"I cannot believe this." Grandma Mayfair whispered.

"E__evil, great evil." Asha Saxon, a very old woman from the fourth branch of the clan croaked out. She closed her eyes and somehow went to sleep after that.

It would be funny if the Saxon’s were not too horrified to laugh. Phoebe’s thoughts together with Dickson’s attitude painted an alarming picture of the future.

The most furious people in the room however were not the Saxon’s or the Mayfair’s, it was Dickson’s victims who were feeling dehumanized. They had been referred to as worthless playthings after all.

"We should just go to the police and report him; they can bury one case, but sixty cases are a different story." One suggested.

Another, the one that had raised her skirt said loudly, "Not just the police but press too. If we show them all of our scars and the marks he made on our bodies, they will go crazy for the story."

"Let us see how the world judges him and all you Saxons that do not find fault in what he did." One of the girls spoke through pursed lips. "I was seventeen when that man violated me in ways that I am afraid to talk about. I have had nightmares since then! "She screamed hysterically.

Her moist eyes shifted to Edward, he had promised to get them justice if only they told the patriarch of the Saxon family the truth and they had done so.

Edward pulled his eyes away and drifted them to Rufus who was raising his head, it had been lowered this entire time because he could not face Dickson’s victims with confidence. Shame was boiling in every cell of his body.

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The room was not quiet, it was abuzz with loud noise, the other Saxons that did not want to be dragged down by Dickson’s actions were exchanging words with Margaret and her son whom they labeled selfish for tarnishing the image of the family.

They wanted him to apologize, make amends and leave the country. Others were telling him to voluntarily turn himself in and go to prison. Some people looked like they were ready to trade blows with Dickson, like Niles, Phillip, Thomas, Robert and a dozen other men in the family.

David would be right there with them if he was not keeping Phoebe calm and protecting her stomach with one of his arms just in case people started pushing and shoving.

"Silence!" Rufus’ commanding voice reverberated in the room; the room plunged into uncomfortable silence.

With a sharp look in his eyes, he stared at Dickson. "Do you not see the severity of the situation? My God!! what kind of beast are you?" He shook his head in disbelief and his voice was lowered slowly. "You violated young underage girls how do you see nothing going wrong with that? Have you lost a screw in the head? What were you thinking?" You branded women like cattle, drugged and tied them up!!!! I don’t even know where to begin from...."

"But grandpa....." Dickson interjected, trying to reason with Rufus and make him see his side of things.

However, Rufus responded by slamming his clenched fist into the wheelchair arm rest. "Shut up!" he shouted with all of his strength and started to cough but that did not stop him from talking. "You stupid and senseless boy, you do not deserve to be called a human being. How could you do such inhumane things? How did your mother raise you? Your father must be rolling in his grave." He paused and expelled air out of his nostrils.

"Grand...."Dickson tried again but Rufus would not hear of it.

"I do not want to hear anything out of you." he said and then turned to the victims. "Young ladies I am deeply sorry for what this senseless thing did to you, I cannot begin to fathom the pain which you have lived with.

I can assure you that if you did go to the police, we heard nothing of it. Nobody here would have covered up some an inhumane crime let alone allowed him to continue experimenting with his perversions. I know that money cannot fix your wounds, but I will compensate you heavily for all the pain and damage that he has caused to you. It will not help with the nightmares, but it will help you live comfortably for the rest of your lives.

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Those that need counseling will receive it at my expense. I will also recommend a plastic surgeon that will remove that marks that was seared into your skins. Please forgive me and my family, be contented that Dickson will not go unpunished for this." Rufus looked at them sympathetically. His apology stirred up emotions among the girls, unlocking floods of tears from them.

"I am going to request that you indulge me however and sign a non-disclosure agreement because only Dickson should be punished for his crimes. The rest of the innocent Saxon’s should not be affected by what he did. Keep in mind that you can only receive your pay out if our family remains wealthy." Rufus reminded them.

He had contacted family lawyers as soon as he heard the accusations.

Edward gestured at Alfie to escort the young ladies away, everyone gazed upon them with sad eyes, others gaped in disbelief, heads shaking in silent shock.

Once the girls were gone, Dickson scoffed. "That was easy to take care of, I do not understand what the fuss was all about." He exchanged glances with his mother, both of them seemed relieved.

His voice was sarcastic as it was loud and Rufus whose hands trembled from being furious launched the glass full of water at Dickson. It crashed against his head; the water drenched his hair and some parts of his shirt. The glass had hit him with so much strength that blood trickled down.

Margaret leaped upwards. "Rufus, are you trying to kill my son?" She did not care that she had addressed the patriarch by his name, something that was rarely done. She pulled out a handkerchief and wiped away the blood from his face.

"Get up let us go and see the doctor immediately." She urged her son.

"Sit your ass down!" Rufus snarled with strength. It was not a request but rather a command, his voice dripped with anger. "I will not ask again." His cold dark brooding eyes gazed at them, they glinted with a mixture of authority and disdain.

Armed bodyguards rushed to approach Margaret and Dickson. "Do you want us to force you?" Polly asked.

They both sat down and remained quiet even though there were family members heckling at them. Margaret could not stay quiet however, not when her son was still bleeding.

"Rufus can you not see that my son needs to see a doctor! What if he bleeds to death?" Her voice quavered, a knot tightening in her stomach.