Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband-Chapter 467: Slow your horses.

That night Phoebe and David lay in bed, reading Alton Boyd's information that had been sent over by Roxanne, his hacker.

"Did you know that he comes from money? His family owns many high-end golf courses, two golf resorts and two dozen country clubs globally. Why hasn't he shared this fact with your family?" Davids right hand caressed Phoebe's lower belly as he looked at the various pictures of the properties the Boyd family owned. "They are not founding family wealthy, but they are elite wealthy, financially speaking he is not a bad match for your aunt."

"It is not the financial part that worries me, it's the spiritual one." She responded softly, breathing heavily because she had a great desire to sleep.

"Why the hell is he selling three-dollar seeds in a mall when he could be living large?" David replied with a question. "Mmm, I have found the answer, his family gave him an ultimatum, money or the woman he loved, and he chose love."

David started to think that maybe this Alton was not so bad, minus that spiritual stumbling block which Phoebe had told him about.

"When are we telling your family about the pregnancy?" He looked down at her head, expecting to meet her eyes and answer. His ears were met with the sound of light snoring.

He kissed Phoebe on the cheek, put away the small laptop and went to sleep as well.

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The next morning at breakfast, the topic of discussion was not the usual gossip, It was national affairs instead. It had to do with the collapse of Fog country's first underwater resort that had happened at around three o'clock in the night. It was a key national project that only been announced recently.

"I do not want to hear about this anywhere because it was given to me as confidential information. The president does not want this information out there yet. His team must find a way to spin the story and not make it appear as the disaster it truly is." Edward cautioned his family members upon revealing the information.

Collin shook his head lightly; he was sure that any moment soon an eager network would break the news. "Father, you know that sooner or later the public will find out, twenty-two people are dead. The president is in trouble, he bragged about how this underwater resort was going to create more jobs for the people of the country, Cantona Bay especially.

It was his launch project into the next presidential campaign, he already had one hundred more resorts like this lined up ready to be built all over the country. No matter how the presidential palace spins it, people are going to demand for answers, accountability. Who cut corners that led to this nightmare and where did the money go?" He gave his submission on the matter.

"Can you blame us for wanting accountability? It is our hard earned taxpayers money after all." Grandma Mayfair commented. "I make coffee for a living and my hair smells of food and beverages daily. My feet have to be massaged three times a week because they get sore from standing for long hours. Yesterday, we had a ghost customer that was a jerk, he threw an iced margarita at me. Do you know how hard it is to make money? How dare they play around with our taxes?"

"You serve alcohol now!" Edward exclaimed.

Phoebe shook her head quickly; they did not have a liquor operating license.

"What did you do about the jerk ghost?" Jennie asked curiously.

Old lady Mayfair eyes roamed around in search for Maureen whom she had not seen since early morning, she did not hear Jennie's question.

Edward filled Jennie in on the jerk ghost according to what Rekha had told him. She had thrown it out with a talisman and told it to return when it had learned to be polite.

Phoebe tugged on her father's arm, drawing his attention away from her mother. Twenty-two people had died, she was more interested in hearing more about the tragedy of the collapse of the underwater resort

"Dad, do they know what caused the collapse? Is it human error? Something is strange about this because I seem to recall that they brought out the best building and ship engineers in the country to construct it. They even hired some experts that were part of the team that constructed the underwater marine hotel in Eagle country." She pulled her brows closely together. "Could this be an attack from an enemy nation?"

"Investigations are still on going, I bet the president will say exactly what you are thinking. He will likely call it an act of terror. No matter what went wrong, the blame cannot be on him or the people he praised on national television." Edward pulled his shoulders into a shrug.

"Has anyone seen Maureen today? We need to choose a date for this wedding." Grandma Mayfair said abruptly.

Jennie nearly scalded her lips with steaming tea. "Mother! Don't you think that you are going too fast? Why are you choosing dates already?" She asked, impatience spilling from her lips.

Grandma Mayfair let out a short sigh, the sound was heavy as it was sharp. "You must be the least pleased person to hear that Maureen is finally off the market because you use it to taunt her when you two argue. Keep your nose out of this." Old lady Mayfair doubted Jennie's intentions. Never had her daughter-in-law been on the best of terms with Maureen. Why then was she suddenly acting concerned.

Before the atmosphere could grow anymore strained, Phoebe scraped her chair backwards with a piercing squeal. "Nana can we go now, there is something important that is going to happen at the cafe." Her voice was openly demanding.

Grandma Mayfair sneered at Jennie, raised to her feet and stormed out of the door.

Jennie scoffed and said to Edward, "Your mother is getting more and more sensitive. Thank God she has a job to keep her busy."

In the car grandma Mayfair spun to the side to face her granddaughter, there was a little pout on her lips. "Is something happening at the cafe or did you want to save your mother from my wrath by getting me out of there?" Her narrowed eyes stared at Phoebe suspiciously.

Phoebe pouted too and old lady Mayfair sighed. She felt as if she owed Phoebe an apology or an explanation.

"I am not fool child, and I don't hate your mother, we get along well, and I like her. Anyway, you did good because I was about to bite off her head. Maureen's situation has me on edge a little." Her words were cold and definitive.

Phoebe's face twisted with unease. "Nana, I am not taking sides between you and mom, I love you both equally.

About aunt Maureen's marriage, I am going to offer some advice as a shaman. You need to slow your horses, Alton Boyd maybe a nice man but there are still doubts and questions. Do not pressurize aunt Maureen into marry him or you and her might both have regrets. Nana, what do you really know about Alton Boyd except the fact that I said he is a nice man. Even if you did a background check into him, there are some things it cannot tell you, emotional and spiritual things.

I suggest that you let things flow naturally, you do not want aunt to marry and then get a divorce a few months down the road. Alton Boyd is dealing with a dark past and aunt is helping him overcome it that's why they have been close. Please, do not force things or aunt might leave the city and not return."

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