Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband-Chapter 392: Here for the long haul.

Confusion settled on everyone’s face especially grandma Mayfair, this was the first time that she was hearing of this. It raised the question of what Maureen meant by working in Phoebe’s cafe. Was she serious about it or was this being done on a whim to kill boredom?

The old woman’s eyes widened a little as she considered another possibility, was Maureen trying to stay close so that she could be near Mr. Alton? His shop was not very far from the cafe after all, it was within driving distance.

Since Maureen was unwilling to admit, she decided to play it carefully and see what going on. "Phoebe what do you mean? Is Maureen going to work at the cafe with us? She was afraid of ghosts as a little girl this is not the type of work that suites her." Her grandmother’s eyes kept darting between her and Maureen.

Phoebe had to bite her tongue lightly so as not to laugh about her grandma’s claim that her aunt was afraid of ghosts. The woman that had basically called ghosts boring and hunted monsters would fit right in with the cafe.

She chose not to mention aunt Maureen’s special job however, "Nana you know that we are short staffed and finding people that are trustworthy and comfortable around ghosts is really hard. I believe that aunt can fill the gap for now and she agreed to the suggestion, I hope that you are okay with that." She finished uncertainly.

In case her grandmother wanted aunt Maureen at Mayfair Corp, Phoebe did not want to get in the middle of that.

Old lady Mayfair was not as troubled as Phoebe thought she was, she was cooking up ways of having her daughter and Mr. Alton meet up as much as possible. But she did not want to give herself away, so she acted nonchalant. "Of course not, I do not mind, as long as she is comfortable with seeing ghosts float around." Grandma raised her hands in surrender as if it was Maureen’s business and none of hers.

Edward who was standing placed his hands on the table and leaned forward towards his sister. "If I say that I am not confused, I would be lying. You could not get away from Citrus fast enough back then and now you are suddenly working for my daughter! Aren’t you going back to Hartoum? What about your business? Maureen are you finally listening to me and giving up on your aimless travels around the world?"

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His voice tinged with great expectation, even though it was a sudden announcement that he was skeptical about, he welcomed it. Edward thought that it would be nice if Maureen finally decided to move back home. He couldn’t help but worry each time she called to tell him that she was on the road hunting for this or that special artifact.

"Oh, was mother right about you and Mr. Alton, have you finally found someone worth settling down with?" Jennie voiced an unpopular opinion.

Maureen stood up rapidly at Jennie’s wrong insinuation, she did not want it to excite her mother wrongly. "I can see that a lot of you are eager about this so I will answer only what you need to know." She turned her attention to her brother. "Brother you are right, I have finally decided to listen to you which means that I am here to stay, I am moving back home permanently.

I am closing up shop in Hartoum, I will not miss it much, I hate that place anyway, but I will be going there to pick my stuff and that’s it." She offered a firm nod which gestured that she was done talking.

Jennie was not about to let Maureen leave her question hanging. "So, it’s really Mr. Alton..."

Interjecting with a dismissive hand wave, Maureen turned on her heel, her sister-in-law was nosier than her mother. It would not surprise her to learn that Jennie had shared the news of her date with the other gossipy women of the founding lane. "Someone needs to close that stupid chat group." she muttered.

"You are still as rude as ever, just so you know you can’t ignore me forever." Came Jennie’s voice that was sharp with irritation. She was unhappy because only her question had gone unanswered.

Phoebe shook her head, the relationship between her mother and aunt changed often like a chameleon changes color. One day they were the best of friends and the next they were acting like foes.

She had also realized that it was best to stay out of their dysfunctional relationship, if it was good for them, who was she to question it.

"Do not worry about them, it has always been this way between them, they don’t really hate each other their personalities just clash occasionally. Do not mind their childish behavior." Grandma Mayfair whispered and gestured that they should leave.

It was drizzling when they left the house, the weather was changing fast, winter was about to arrive, and Phoebe could not wait. She also couldn’t wait for founders’ day and Christmas, she had plans to decorate the cafe and make theme related drinks.

Those were the thoughts on her mind as they were driven to their destination. They went straight to the orphanage which was as busy as Phoebe had guessed it would be. White tents set up outside in the main compound. Masked health care workers were busy vaccinating the children, checking their temperatures while isolating the sick ones from the healthy ones.

The number of children in the compound was higher than Phoebe expected, it seemed others had been brought over from elsewhere. It was either that or the orphanage had taken in a larger number of children recently.

When they looked around in confusion, wondering where to start. Phoebe saw David. He waved as he approached them and when he came closer, she saw that dark circles had formed under his eyes, a sign that he was tired and barely had any sleep the night before.

"My poor babe." she hugged him tightly.

"Ladies, good morning, it is lovely to see you here. I wish the circumstances were better though." He was respectful when he greeted and spoke to them.

Jennie raised her hand to massage one of his haggard cheeks. "My dear son you look horrible, have you had any breakfast? I brought some for you, let me go get it." She moved quickly back to her car before he could respond.

The three people that stayed back exchanged glances and laughed, Jennie was really taking her mothering duties very seriously.

"I have to admit that I like how mother is treating me, I actually feel like I am her real son, I bet she adores me more than Phoebe." David voiced playfully.

"I am glad that you said that because she will be helping here starting with today." Phoebe announced, she had sent him a text about it earlier, so it was no surprise, all that was left was for him to convince his grandmother.

"How are the children." Grandma Mayfair asked David who nodded continuously.

"The situation is under control here, we have tested and vaccinated most of the children. More were brought in from other orphanages around. This will be a vaccination station now for all the schools around so the tents and doctors will be around for a while." He turned to Phoebe; a devious smile lay upon his face. "We got Dickson babe; he is done for."

Phoebe returned his smile. "It was your idea; you are really the smartest man I know. By the time our plan is completed, he will be begging for mercy."

They shared a mutual thrill because they had taken down a foe together, if they had champagne glasses, they would be toasting to their victory.