Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband-Chapter 365: Tension between nana and Phoebe.

After so much whining, Mr. Alton could not take it anymore and he agreed to Phoebe’s request and then sent her away. She left with a victorious smile on her face.

When she reached the cafe, she was met by a huge number of customers inside, more than the usual noon crowd which made her wary. People did not gather in such large numbers unless something had happened.

Murmurs erupted the moment she entered as the customers secretly pointed at her. Phoebe noticed that these were not ordinary customers judging from the designer clothes and expensive jewelry that they wore. She made a beeline for the jewelry counter where Rosset was, she was wrapping up a protection talisman, a necklace pendant which was expensive.

It sold for one hundred fifty-five thousand fog dollars, she had some that were worth even more expensive than that.

"What is happening here? Is it the necklace that I wore last night?" Phoebe smiled from ear to ear.

Rosset chortled. "That’s out of stock and it’s good that you are here. You see those uppity women that your grandmother is serving various types of lemonades and low carb scones and croissants which are not actually low carb?"

Phoebe chuckled, Rosette did not like customers that added words like low carb and non-fat this or that to their orders. They were quite complicated to deal with and they always sent their orders back to be redone, but it could not be helped, this was a rich neighborhood after all.

Rosette swept her hand out, her eyes roamed over the heads of all the women. "Well, they are here to purchase love portions and happily ever after talismans." A sarcastic short laugh accompanied her words.

Phoebe’s eyes studied the group, although many were wearing various types of disguises and being discreet, Phoebe could identify at least one; Sabrina Spellcaster.

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A sigh of frustration came from her, Phoebe did not think that Sabrina would actually keep to her words to come to the cafe in search of a love portion. Who was she even planning to use it on?

The bigger question was, should she interfere, after all Sabrina was destined to be her brother’s wife.

"There is another problem." Came Rosset’s word’s that pulled Phoebe’s attention back to her.

"What is it this time." She asked, slightly perturbed. It was five minutes to midday, but she was tired, Reid’s situation had drained her vigor to seize the day.

"The part timer quit, apparently her family was not so pleased to hear that their daughter was working with ghosts. She apparently narrated the tale of Humphrey and the demon to her younger brother, and he has not been sleeping so they ordered her to quit. You need to hire another human employee full time, someone that understands our work preferably." Rosset advised.

Phoebe nodded once. "Will do." She personally began to help the customers until the number reduced greatly. Her grandmother was invested in a gossip session with Sabrina and four other women. Once in a while she waved her hand invitingly at her, but Phoebe only smiled and continued to work.

When she was done, Phoebe moved to her office, kicked off her shoes and sank into the sofa. Hardly had she shut her eyes when the door opened. Obviously, it was her grandmother, she was the only person who dared to enter without knocking first.

"Nana whatever it is, can it wait thirty minutes to an hour?" Phoebe’s voice was low as it was exhausted.

Grandma Mayfair moved to sit in the couch opposite to the one Phoebe slept in. "Not if it concerns your mental health, you seem sad, don’t you have a personal ghost therapist? I noticed that you look dejected today, what is it? Where did you go this morning?" She quizzed.

Phoebe reached for the ginger lemon tea on her table and took a sip first.

"Forget me, what about you nana, I noticed that you slacked off even though we had very many customers." Phoebe responded in a dull voice.

Grandma Mayfair pressed her lips tightly shut, she wondered who or what had driven her granddaughter into this state. Not only did seem less cheerful than normal but her words also lacked energy, and she sounded displeased.

The old lady wondered if she was bothering Phoebe or being a nuisance as she once heard a maid say about her. That maid had been fired but her words had never been forgotten.

A stone sat on grandma Mayfair’s chest as she looked at Phoebe, some tension grew in the room which made both of them uncomfortable.

If it had been anyone else, old lady Mayfair would not have surrendered but it was Phoebe, the granddaughter she would move heaven and earth for. She did not want to alienate their relationship which was not even half a year old, so she decided to bend first.

"I only came to inform you that Sabrina Spellcaster wants to have a word but since you are in an unpleasant mood I will tell her to come back later." Grandma Mayfair stood up to leave.

Regret was already gnawing at Phoebe; she sat up quickly and gave her grandmother an apologetic look. "Nana I am sorry for my words, truly I did not mean to come off as rude or sharp. I know how hard you work here; the cafe would fall apart without you. I am just having a bad day; I had another case which twisted me up on the inside. "

Phoebe apologized and told her grandmother about Reid which ended in both women wiping tears from the corners of their eyes. This was because Phoebe describe Reid’s mother’s grief in great detail and shared her lamentations.

"Losing a child is a different kind of pain, it happened to me too a very long time ago. I remember the grief and the darkness which hit me when I gave birth to a stillborn baby. I cried so much and spiraled into depression for an entire year which was made worse by the absence of your grandfather for six long months at my most difficult moment.

No parent should ever have bury their children, that poor woman, she will never be the same." Grandma Mayfair shook her head gently. "I understand where your misery is coming from, let me inform Sabrina that you cannot meet her today. You stay here and rest, I will turn away all the walk ins that want readings." She shifted forward to stand.

Phoebe shook her head. "About Sabrina did you not emphasize that we do not sell love portions here?"

"Oh, I did but that young woman is quite persistent." Grandma Mayfair answered.

"Kindly bring her in, oh Nana by the way Mr. Alton agreed to go on a date with Aunt."

Grandma Mayfair clapped once excitedly. "Really! We thank the heavens. I just pray that she doesn’t ruin it by dashing out half-way through the date. I swear, that girl works for the FNBI or something, maybe she is a spy." Worry came to form on her face.

"It’s now in her hands; Mr. Alton is a good catch." Phoebe drew a smile, amused at the reference of aunt Maureen as a girl. Apparently, no matter how old you were, in the eyes of your parents you were nothing but a child.

It didn’t not take long after her grandmother had left to come back and this time with Sabrina Spellcaster and some of her companions.