Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband-Chapter 353: A fight between two Saxons.

A white but blood-stained incisor made a tiny but sharp clinking sound as it bounced and finally settled near Phoebe’s feet. She struggled not to laugh but gave up and let out a guffaw, she had no idea whether her boyfriend was a mind reader or wizard, but boy had he satisfied one of her greatest desires. If people were not watching, she would jump into his arms and give him a thousand kisses.

One punch turned into two and then three, within a few seconds, David had his hands wrapped around Dickson’s neck.

"I am going to kill you." he was shouting. "Do you hear me, I am going to kill you, you are an animal." David pummeled Dickson and three bodyguards had to intervene to pull him off of him.

While they blocked him, he still roared like an angry lion and kicked out with his legs, not satisfied with the beating he had given Dickson.

The Saxon spirit intervened and put a talisman on David’s back to calm him because people were watching and many had phones, this fight was surely going to make the news.

Miranda screamed and they turned their heads to her, she was pointing at Dickson’s mouth, it was open and there were more than a few gaps where teeth had once been.

"Oh, good Lord! are those my son’s teeth on the ground?" Margaret gasped and inspected Dickson’s mouth; he had lost four teeth.

She fished out her handkerchief from her purse and tried to wipe away the blood stains from his nose and around his mouth, some blood had trailed down and formed and stained his expensive white shirt.

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It was all effortless, the blood she wiped away was replaced so she shifted her anger from the shirt to David, her eyes burning with endless fury.

"You stupid boy! We are going to sue you; how dare you damage my son’s perfect set of teeth?" She crouched and used the hand kerchief to pick them up, she stowed it carefully in her bag like they were very valuable treasures.

David snickered; his face etched with extreme disappointment. "Just four? I wanted to knock out the whole set but those four will do, for now. Dickson, face me if you are a man, stop hiding behind your mommy like a scaredy cat." He laughed tauntingly, urging Dickson to get out of his mother’s wings and fight him.

The Saxon spirit noticed that the talisman she had placed on David’s back was losing power, so she added two more. His rage had truly been murderous for a moment, and nobody needed to see David killing Dickson, not in public anyway.

Miranda noted that people were recording videos of them, so she begged David to control himself. "Jesus David people are watching, calm yourself down." She patted his back.

David swerved her hand away. "I will stop only when that douche bag keeps his lingering eyes and clawlike fingers away from my woman. Do you know what he did?" He grimaced and pointed at Dickson who was being dragged away by his mother.

Miranda had also seen the thought on Dickson’s attempts to molest Phoebe continuously, she was planning on telling Rufus about it. How could they live with a person of such character under the same roof? He was beast, a wild beast that needed to be thrown out.

Meanwhile Dickson was not done, despite the bleeding and injuries he was shouting out misguiding words. "This is not over! Phoebe is not your wife; she is a free agent. Pheebs keep your word and come to me baby, I’ll treat you like the queen that you are." He made sure the spectators had the words loud and clear.

His scheme was working, everyone assumed the two brothers were fighting for Phoebe’s affections. Among them were women who vowed to go to the black ghost cafe to buy love portions or charms if they were available.

Phoebe could hear what they were thinking about her loud and clear because they were not whispering.

"That little shaman is really skilled; two brothers have turned against each other for her."

"It must be a powerful charm that’s the only way two Saxons are captivated by her." Sabrina Spellcaster spoke carelessly, without a care for who might be listening.

Agatha Diggens shook her head slightly. "I don’t know about that, but those Saxon boys have been fighting over the same girls for the longest time. Isn’t that why David cancelled his engagement to Moria?"

"I am still going to get that charm." Sabrina flipped her hair and strolled away like a runway model sparing Phoebe a quick glance.

Miranda touched Phoebe’s arm, only enough to attract her attention to herself. "These rumors are going to grow from what just transpired a few minutes ago. It is going to tarnish the image of a beautiful young woman like you, you should at least get engaged to David to put all of them to a stop."

"Mother I think that the rumors will be about what happened inside the auction hall, very few people will be talking about Dickson, Phoebe and I because it’s stale news. As for the videos, I have already warned my team, and they are prepared to stop them from making the rounds online." David waved at his grandmother who was approaching them in the company of grandma Mayfair.

"David, you used to be intelligent, but you have lost your edge now. My suggestion is for your good, what I am saying is that Phoebe here should not be too greedy as to allow two of the most eligible bachelors to fight for her. They say a bird in hand is better than two in the bush." Miranda continued to speak, unaware that the two older women were now standing not far behind her.

Grandma Mayfair’s patience had worn out fast, she knew that Miranda had to be bothering Phoebe about the marriage issue. "And what does that even mean Miranda? My granddaughter is a young lady with impeccable character, she could never play with people’s emotions, but I cannot say the same about some Saxon’s whose choices change like seasons of the weather." She struck her cane on the ground.

"Old lady Mayfair! I do not believe that I said anything wrong. I was only advising Phoebe...." Miranda defended herself before she was rudely interrupted.

"A while ago Ruth was your chosen bride for David, you forced her down his throat he wished to vomit. Now suddenly you are persuading my granddaughter to marry him to save their reputations. Since when does a Mayfair need a marriage in order to maintain her image?

So, what if people talk about her? Even if they talk until the sky falls, her father and I will hold it up for her. There will be no family interference in her relationships, if she ever decides to marry David it will be on her own will.

Oh! and do not forget that sons of other families can marry into the woman’s family, David could marry into the Mayfair’s rather than Phoebe marrying into the Saxon’s. Our Mayfair family can afford to raise him, if you keep pressuring Phoebe, I will do something drastic." Grandma Mayfair’s narrowed eyes warned her.

"I second everything Rebecca has said, I have told you Miranda this is not something that you have to handle. It’s almost like as though there is something for you to gain out of the children’s marriage. Are you plotting to ask for her recipes as a marriage gift?" Grandma Saxon’s stared at her curiously.