Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband-Chapter 374: Fun before trouble.

Phoebe left the cafe at around five, three hours earlier than the usual closing time. It was because she had plans, she was meeting Luna and Evelyn at the La Belle boutique. It was a bit hard parting ways with her grandmother that had been acting clingy for the most part of the day.

She only escaped successfully because the old lady was going to help Aunt Maureen prepare for her date with Mr. Alton which she emphasized over and over could not go wrong for any reason.

Phoebe had the feeling that besides spreading the news on Rowland’s deceit, her grandmother was going to follow the couple in disguise to keep an eye on them.

Phoebe’s destination La Belle boutique was a high-end fashion boutique that catered to the wealthy. It had just the one branch in Magic city and finally the mysterious owner had decided to open a second branch in Citrus city.

To say that the wealthy residents of Citrus were excited was an understatement, the ladies especially were ecstatic. From the moment Phoebe stepped out of the car at the high-end mall where the boutique was located, she was given VIP treatment.

A manager was waiting for her outside with champagne, her bag and phone were carried by assistants that escorted her inside. She believed that she was being given preferential treatment because she was a Mayfair until she met her friends, and Luna dropped the bomb that she was the owner of the boutique.

Phoebe shook her head, wondering why she had been slow at piecing the facts together.

"I opened this branch just for you Pheebs, so that you can come in here and pick whatever you need in comfort. You complained about other places being too crowded, too noisy, too unappealing and so on and so forth."

Evelyn mumbled. "I am jealous."

"It all makes sense." Phoebe commented, her eyes raised as the manager assistants and manager brought another guest into the boutique which was pleasantly quiet and devoid of other people. "Shanna? What a coincidence!" she exclaimed.

Luna raised a finger. "It’s not, I invited our sister-in-law so that she too can select a gown for the Sunflower ball."

Shanna greeted them with a warm smile as she came closer. "Hello ladies, I cannot believe that La Belle has been opened in our city. It is the one high end go to place for the most exquisite dresses in the country and yet they won’t expand. This is exciting, everyone I know is trying to book an appointment but apparently, they have no open spots. How did you all get in?"

"You should thank Luna for this, she owns La Belle." She raised to her feet to greet Shanna.

As they sat down, Shanna gasped and peeked at Luna, "Wow, no wonder you are always dressed in style. Why don’t you endorse your business?"

Luna was a brand representative for at least ten big businesses in the country, one a clothing company.

"Because they pay me, if I endorse La Belle, I have to pay myself and that makes no sense." Luna answered confidently.

Shanna did not really see the sense in the response, after all if Luna advertised her business, she would have more clients. But then again, La Belle was not suffering from the lack of clients, it was thriving. A single dress could fetch up to thousands of dollars, the most extravagant ones even went into the million-dollar range.

"Guys have you received an invite to the Saxon party this weekend? We should get outfits for that as well because Saxon women always overdress, they don’t want to be out shined on any occasion." Evelyn rose to her feet when two salesgirls arrived with a clothing rack full of dresses that were new in style.

Luna pointed at it. "Ladies this is the Lohan Collection for the next season, these clothes have not even been showcased at the upcoming fashion week. Feel free to get whatever you like and don’t worry, what you pick will not be showcased as long as you are willing to pay top dollar for it."

Evelyn clapped her hands together and rubbed them, "We are young, rich and famous, we can afford top dollar." Her hands reached for the ethereal flowing chiffon in a soft blush hue. "Now this will definitely get me a Saxon and a happily ever after."

The other women laughed; Evelyn was as ever true to her romantic dreaming nature.

"Girl, you are not the only one attending that party with that goal." Luna told her.

Phoebe was not afraid of bold choices or drawing attention to herself, so she gravitated to the striking red gown with intricate diamonds and a daring neckline. "This will keep my Saxon’s eyes on me." she declared, winking at her friends.

"Damn, she is trying to give poor David a heart attack." Shanna giggled.

The women got busy with the shopping, changing into whatever clothes caught their attention. Phoebe’s world turned into a blur as she exhausted herself until her fingers drifted over a dress that she felt would be perfect for the Sunflower ball. She didn’t even notice someone approach her.

"Are you Phoebe Mayfair?" A young woman’s voice pulled her back to her senses.

Phoebe’s eyes roamed around, her friends were not in near sight, but she could see three other shoppers, she drifted her focus on the woman who asked again.

"Are you dumb or are you pretending to be? Are you that so called shaman Phoebe Mayfair?" The young woman asked, this time her voice was louder as it was authoritative.

"Yes, I am she, is there something I can help you with?" Phoebe answered as politely as she could.

Hardly had the words left her mouth, when a hot slap near landed on her cheek, her quick reflexes had set in and saved her. Without thinking Phoebe raised her hand as high as it could go and slapped the woman.

"Are you crazy? Is something wrong with you? How dare you walk up to me and try to slap me when I don’t even know who you are."

Her eyes burned with fury, she was tired of random people waking up to her and assaulting her just because they had an issue to address, couldn’t they talk it out like normal human beings?

"Oh yeah? How can you be shameless? You should be on your knees apologizing to me but instead you do this? Ha!" The aggressor laughed bitterly, she reached inside her purse and retrieved one of the bestselling necklaces sold at the cafe. "There." She hurled it at Phoebe aiming for her face.

Phoebe’s hand waved, she swatted it back into the attacker’s direction, one of the stones on the necklace scrapped her face. Upon landing on the floor, the stones shattered into tiny pieces which surprised Phoebe.

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How was that possible? The stones from the space were ancient, resilient and strong, they would never shatter from a mere fall. There was something wrong somewhere and she had to get to the bottom of it.

Luna had not been far away, she rushed to stand protectively next to Phoebe. "Do you have a death wish?" Her barking voice resonated in the now quiet boutique; the commotion had attracted other people.

The three shoppers that were unrelated to the group of friends had gone as far as to pullout their mobile phones to record however Luna’s bodyguards knew the drill, they began to take away such phones from their owners and even went on to request the customers to leave while making sure to compensate them heavily.