Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband-Chapter 336: Aunt Maureen returns.

"I apologize for her, she is...." David could not find the words to describe Katherine, the only one that rung in his mind was crazy.

"A fool." Rose-bell suggested, "Ignore her, let us chat and catch up, is it true that the Cooks are sharing fluids with other people?"

Some of the men groaned.

"No, talk about something else, nobody wants to imagine Dorothy Cook like that, she is grandma’s age for crying out loud!" Newton Saxon wrinkled his nose.

"But it’s all anyone is talking about," Rose-bell whined, she looked at Phoebe and smiled. "No offense but your trial has not exactly made sweet waves. All anyone is going to remember is Dorothy’s ousting."

The conversation moved to the bribery and suspicions about who else had possibly participated in it. Rex’s name came up a lot and it was not surprising because Dorothy was his minion, it was doubtful that he was not aware.

"Are you guys going to the auction?" Miley Saxon put her arm around Rose-bell and asked.

Her question was met with a positive response all around, all the young men and women were going, it was one of those must attend events.

"Does anyone need a dress, I want a shopping partner?" Miley followed up with another question specifically for the ladies.

Every hand went up, including Phoebe’s.

"Didn’t you just buy new dresses yest....." David put his hand around Nile’s mouth.

"Do not say a word unless you want to incur Rose-bell and Miley’s wrath."

They both recalled that their sister’s acted as if they never had the right outfit for any party or occasion despite having closets full of clothes that were regularly donated.

The women were already excited, talking about which boutiques and high end shops they wanted to visit. Phoebe had never participated in a group shopping event with other wealthy young ladies and she was all in.

David smoothly retrieved his black card and put it in her hands, he did not forget to trail his fingers over her hand lightly.

"Your bill is on me." he told her.

The others laughed, coughed and teased them, Phoebe blushed and she accepted the card. When other men saw this, they copied him, handing out cards to their sisters, cousins or girlfriends.

The Mayfair brothers were some of the few that found themselves with idle banking cards, they couldn’t stuff Phoebe with more, it was useless.

Collin saw Shanna and he waved her over eagerly, "Madam, do you need a dress for the auction?" He eagerly stuffed a black card into her hands, "The bill is on me."

"I have a dress." Shanna replied.

"Buy another one, use my card, buy ten dresses if you want." Collin insisted.

Shanna was reluctant but she was pulled into the group that was going shopping. Andre had no idea who to give his card so he shrugged, he was about to put it away when he saw Sabrina Spellcaster.

The two exchanged very hostile glances before her eyes fell on his card. To Andre, the girl appeared to be plotting to steal his black card.

"Not going to happen." he muttered and put it back in his wallet.

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Two days passed and the long awaited auction came closer, it was scheduled for the next day and Phoebe found herself shopping again with her mother, grandmother and aunt Maureen that had just returned home, she traveled a lot and her business was in Hartoum, a small town in Magic city.

By the time they made it home, Phoebe was so tired that she did not want to see the inside of a mall anytime soon. She locked her door and went into the space to recuperate at her personal beach, besides the lake of life and death.

Rather than recuperate, she opted to train, cultivating all the ghost energy she had collected in the last three weeks. For four hours, she trained hard until sweat dripped from her body.

"I am exhausted, I swear to God that all that i want to do is sleep the entire day." Pheobe fell back on the sand.

"Well if you continue to train hard and push yourself, you will be very strong in no time and have no need for training."

The Saxon spirit joined her, holding a cup of tea in her hands.

Phoebe flipped over to lay on her back. "If only grandpa Rufus accepted to take me to the Moldove founding academy, I believe that I could train better there, no offense Zephyra. But have you seen those guardians from the first sect in action? They fly like birds as they wave their weapons it’s amazing."

A chuckle slipped out of the spirit’s lips. "That’s only because it’s the first sect, the tenth is not so impressive. Your strength is equal to that of a member of a tenth sect currently."

"Seriously? I can slice a tomato seed into two with my energy and I belong to the tenth sect? That’s not possible!" Phoebe propped a hand under her head. "Ahh, I want to go to the academy."

The spirit moved to sit beside her. "You could but you are too afraid to ask your father about it. You haven’t even asked him about your grandfather."

Phoebe sat up like she had been shocked by electricity. "I am not afraid! He has been preoccupied since aunt Maureen returned." She lied blatantly, each time she wanted to talk about it with her father words caught in her throat.

"I am surprised that your aunt Maureen isn’t here bugging you to tell her ghost stories." Connie pouted her lips in a pronounced way.

It was clear that she did not like the new resident that Phoebe seemed to adore.

A measured laugh came from Phoebe. "And you say that you are not jealous, Connie? No one is here to take your place, definitely not aunt Maureen."

"It would be fun have her around permanently." The Saxon spirit’s words were not welcomed by Connie who sneered.

There was a gentle knock on the bedroom door, Maria informed Phoebe that it was time for dinner.

"I’ll be there in a minute." Phoebe shouted.

Meals in the Mayfair house had become more enjoyable lately, aunt Maureen was so funny and had a lot of amazing stories to tell about her travels and more than anything she dotted on Phoebe.

Phoebe found her wrapping up one such story as she sat down.

"I am sad that after the auction I have to go back to the town of Hartoum. I wish I could spend more time with my niece, perhaps you could visit me sometime Pheebs. It would be great to have you over, I have invited Edward here time without number but he has never come even once." Aunt Maureen gave her brother Edward a side eye.

Grandma Mayfair swallowed the liquid in her mouth hurriedly. "And with good reason! Hartoum is infested with all kinds of witches. What if he is hexed or something, I do not understand why you just don’t settle down my child, the Sun flower ball is coming up, stay and attend it who knows you could get a suitor or two."

"Mother please enough of that, Marriage is not an achievement! I have a booming business of selling magical artifacts and relics. You do not know how many people come to Hartoum just to buy such things, I am doing well for myself and as for traveling, i will only stop when i get tired of it." Aunt Maureen turned her attention to Phoebe. "Since you are a shaman you might find something that could interest you at my shop." Aunt Maureen winked at her.

"Phoebe don’t even think about it." Grandma Mayfair warned but she could see from the eager puppy expression on Phoebe’s face that it was too late.