Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband-Chapter 396: The unwanted part timer.

Dickson was gone, but the feeling of disgust in Phoebe remained because he had touched her. Even though it had been her clothes, she wanted to change them immediately, so she decided to visit her apartment first.

"I can’t believe that that fool wanted to kidnap you in broad day light!’ Connie exclaimed. "It was like I was watching a movie, but it was not really movie, it was live action. He came with armed goons, wow, he is an embarrassment to the Saxon’s.

As the elevator ascended, Phoebe wished that she could shut Connie up. She kept dwelling on what had happened, narrating it as Phoebe had not been there for it. "Imagine what would have happened supposing Zephyra was not there?

Wait, you have magic, ghost magic, were you planning to catch the bullet between your fingers? I tell you for sure, Dickson was like a madman, not thirsty for water but blood." She shuddered on recalling the memory.

The Saxon spirit rolled its eyes at that because it was certain that Dickson had not been thirsty for blood, if he was, his gun would have had bullets. He had been there to kidnap Phoebe, as for the reasons behind his actions, it could name a number.

Phoebe believed that even without the help of the spirit she had everything under control, one she had a stun gun which she was prepared to shock him with, and the Kitty knuckles that aunt Maureen had gifted her with, she wished that she had used it to take out his eyeball.

Her self-defense claim would have been unquestionable, after all he had attacked her, held a gun to her head and tried to kidnap her in broad day light,

"Guys come on, it was obvious that after his misfortune, Dickson was going to blame me for it after all I was the one that told him to choose D.P holdings over Halstead." She stepped off the elevator and moved towards her apartment. "But that fool is a fool indeed, because he got an investment from D.P holdings and stole the formula for the vaccine from D.P research. What kind of idiot does such a thing? How do you steal meat from your own pot?" She winced, unsure if she was even saying the right thing.

"CEOs embezzle from their own companies Pheebs, ugh I cannot believe that I have to be the one to teach you this." Connie sighed. "So, if a CEO can steal from his company, why can’t Dickson steal from a company which is not his?"

"Point for Connie." Phoebe laughed.

The spirit rubbed her chin. "We should just kill him and change our plan; he is an evil that we need to rid the world of." It paused to hear Phoebe’s response, but she remained unresponsive, punched in the code and entered the house. From the frown on her brows, she was not in support of the idea.

"Dickson will die eventually but he must suffer first, death is just a punishment that is too easy for him." Phoebe poured water from the jar into the glass.

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"His attempt to kidnap you must be one of two reasons, either he thinks that you are a fraud, or he believes that you set him up to fail. This is not the end, after he recovers, he will be back for you, that is for sure. You must be on guard at all times, I cannot be with you all day." The spirit warned, not entirely surprised by her reluctance to just kill Dickson quickly.

As Phoebe walked to the fridge and poured herself another glass of water, the spirit made a plan, if it came down to it and Phoebe’s life was in real danger, it would snap Dickson’s neck even if Phoebe wanted him alive.

"And l will be waiting for him." Phoebe finished the last drop of the water in the glass.

She wanted to taunt Dickson, punish him, give him ten folds of the pain that he had given her before ending him for good.

Her phone was buzzing nonstop with continuous calls, first Luna, then her grandmother, Rosset, aunt Maureen and now David was calling. She let each one know that she was fine and there was nothing to panic about.

While she was changing, her father called, then her mom and her brothers one after the other. She made the same reassurances. After changing her clothes in a haste, Phoebe went straight to the cafe.

Unexpectedly, when she arrived, she found Sabrina, in a deep conversation with aunt Maureen. One would think that they had known each other for long by the way they were laughing, which was not the case, the two hardly had anything to do with each other.

Phoebe wondered if they were talking about weaving spells or something else, she could see the spark in Sabrina’s eyes from a mile away. Not many things sparked Sabrina’s interests outside of magic, she certainly wasn’t that much interested in other people’s lives,

"Phoebe my child!" Grandma Mayfair pulled her into an embrace and gently patted her back, from the moment Luna had told them what had happened with Dickson outside, her nerves had gone haywire.

If it was not for all the girls in the cafe stopping her, Grandma Mayfair would have run off to find her precious granddaughter.

"Are you alright? I heard that bastard roughed you up a little." Luna spoke through pressed lips. "Phoebe I am going to smash those filthy hands that he put on you, nothing you say can stop me." She added without giving a care in the world that there were people listening.

Upon inspecting Phoebe’s body, grandma Mayfair’s heartbeat returned to normal when she saw no injuries. "If your parents hear about this, they will be furious." Her arms flailed angrily.

"They are already aware, I have three different groups of bodyguards protecting me, I think the third one was assigned by dad. Don’t worry, I am fine Nana that bastard cannot do anything to me." Phoebe patted her grandmother’s shoulder reassuringly.

She drifted her attention to Sabrina. "You are here on this gloomy afternoon; I take it to mean that you have accepted my proposal to work here." Came her lazy statement which shocked some of the listeners especially Rosset that had no idea the arrogant Sabrina was a potential co-worker.

Sabrina had always been a menace as a customer and now Phoebe wanted her to work here! It was truly alarming. One needed patience to serve others, Sabrina lacked patience, she was more likely to pour coffee on an annoying customer than respond politely.

"Come on Phoebe, this princess has never stirred her own tea talk about making a cup of coffee!" Rosset could not believe her ears; this was a mistake one that was going to cost them all.

Sabrina gave a small wave. "Believe me when I tell you that I was coerced into this, your boss knows that I am not waitress material, but she insists on having me here." she rolled her eyes.

Grandma Mayfair raised her hand. "I agree with Rosset; we do need workers but Sabrina Spellcaster of all people! Why Pheebs?" She shook her head disapprovingly.

Phoebe thought about the calculations she had made, and the answer was simple.

[Because she is Andre’s future wife!]