Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband-Chapter 378: A Mayfair foe.

The unexpected words that came out of her father’s mouth caused panic to surge in her bones for one, it seemed like pretty soon, it was possible for this news to hit the gossip mill and she would become a woman to be pitied because Dickson had harassed her and two, never before had she seen her father’s eyes glint with a murderous intent.

Furthermore, fear than worry spread through her veins, she was worried about what her brothers would do, one had already declared that he was going to kill Dickson, what if he made good on his words. Phoebe did not want them to become murderers, after all her harassment had happened in another life, not this one. They did not need to go to battle for her.

She could feel their furious gazes looking at her as if in search of unsaid answers. She opened her mouth to say something but quickly closed it for she wasn’t sure about what to say, what if she aggravated the situation.

"Tell us what happened and leave nothing going out." Edward’s voice was low but commanding, his accusative eyes laid upon Phoebe. "How could you keep something like this to yourself? Do you even consider me to be your father at all? You have men in your life that are willing to die to defend you, this is something you should always remember.

No matter how small a grievance you suffer, we want to know about it. Your grandmother said that that bastard molested you countless times...." he paused and shut his eyes, there was pain etched on his forehead.

His eyes were red, whether it was from tears or anger, Phoebe could not tell. Her mind delved on the fact that her grandmother was not using her gossip talent to take Theodore down, she was spreading unnecessary information.

[Of course, grandma had to open her chatty mouth even though I pleaded for her to leave this matter alone. Now look what has happened, I should have said nothing when Miranda asked me. How the hell did she even know?]

Her eyes which were sharper than scalpel moved to meet those of her grandmother who was already looking at her.

Grandma Mayfair did not quiver but rather twisted her lips to the side, she hardly regretted anything. Dickson had harmed her precious granddaughter; he had to pay.

"I am sorry Pheebs, I know you wanted to keep this to yourself, but this is not something that I could keep away from your father. My lips were on fire, I wanted to run and tell him the moment you confirmed my suspicions.

I had made a painful decision to shut my mouth to give you time to deal with Dickson as you and David saw fit, but it didn’t help when that shameless Margaret showed up at our house today, all I wanted to do was break her shameless face."

Collin’s eyes flickered with a thousand questions. "David knew!" He shouted; his eyes fixed on Phoebe waiting on her to confirm his words. "You trusted him but not us! I am your older brother Pheebs, if someone has hurt you, I should be the first to know." he banged his fist on the pillow furiously a few times as if it was Dickson’s face and stopped only when Luke urged him.

"I knew that son of a gun David couldn’t be trusted, how could he keep something like this from us, at the very least he should have told me!" Collin hissed as he moved towards the window, he fidgeted with his phone.

Phoebe cared less about that she was more interested in why Margaret Saxon had come to her home. She was truly as shameless as her son, showing up where she was not wanted all the time.

"Why was she here?" Phoebe quizzed. "Why did that woman Margaret come here." Phoebe asked this time her voice came in a demanding tone.

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A scoff came from Jennie. "Margaret was shameless enough to come here with an official proposal of marriage between you and that molester! I had to be cordial with her because I did not know, why didn’t you tell me this? I should have slapped her face and gouged her eyes out." She lamented, as she punched her clenched fist on her chest.

Phoebe felt sorry for her mother, but she also didn’t know how to comfort her when she was going through her own motions after hearing why Margaret had come over. "How brazen of her." She whispered. "So, does she know now? Did you confront her grandma?" She prayed not because otherwise all her plans were going to be washed down the drain.

"She should have, if had known about this, that bitch would not have walked out of here with both legs intact. I don’t give a fuck about the Saxons, they can all rot in hell if they decide to protect that witch and her son." Aunt Maureen boldly claimed.

She pointed at grandma Mayfair, Edward and Jennie, "Because you are all known out there to be such virtuous people, everyone thinks that the Mayfair’s are weak although we are one of the most financially strong families and have very powerful connections. We have no need to fear anyone, not the Saxon’s, police, president or press. With our power we can cover the skies in Fog country, and nobody will dare to say a word but instead look at us.

The Gabriel’s hurt Phoebe, Ruth hurt Phoebe, Dickson hurt Phoebe, Katherine insulted Phoebe and you all just folded your arms. It’s because of you that she has a bullseye on her back that has made her a target." She spoke through pursed lips, throwing her brother scathing looks because he was in charge of making big decisions in the family.

She harbored slight resentment inside her heart that Edward to date had refused to fully investigate the circumstances of their father’s death, instead he had banned any talk about guardians or a Mayfair becoming one. He was also the one that stopped all of his sons from being involved in the supernatural world, now they were weak and fragile.

Edward was riddled with guilt, his sister’s words did not make him feel better, only worse. He was regretting the fact that he had ever welcomed Margaret into his house. It was her fault that she had raised a monster for a son. There were countless rumors about the horrible things that Dickson did to the young women from ordinary families that he seduced with false promises of making his wife.

"That imbecile! He dares to walk around freely; he takes us for granted. Do you know how many girls he is rumored to have dishonored? And he even dared to lay his hands on my child! I am going to end him." The steely look in his eyes was all that Phoebe needed to know that her father was not going to just sit back and watch.

Collin hammered his fist on the sofa armrest. "I swear to God that the next time I see that Dick one of us will be going to prison and the other will be leaving in a body bag and it will not be me." Large veins pulsed in his temple.