Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband

Chapter 431: Billion dollar ghost problem.
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Three women entered the Cafe, it was unusually quiet and empty, except for the Caucasian man that was seated at the table positioned in the corner. He had long hair and a golden walking stick which only the rich could afford, in his right hand was a cup of coffee which he sipped gently.

"This is abnormal, where are all the customers?" Grandma Mayfair’s eyes moved to see the time on her wristwatch. Around this time, they would have customers that would come in for second breakfast and a lot of deliveries. "Under normal circumstances, customers would be flooding in at this time." She made a beeline for the pastry counter where Rosset was seated.

She was scrolling through her phone with one hand and eating chips with another. Her entire demeanor was happy and relaxed because the second breakfast club which was mostly made up of the wealthy wives of founding lane that she could not stand were not in the cafe.

"Good morning!" She put her phone down and greeted with glee. She was like an early morning bird that had just risen to the sun’s warm golden rays.

Maureen’s brows rose quickly. "You seem very excited and yet the Cafe is empty, are you not worried about your salary being cut or your bonus going bye-bye?" She asked, her eyes drifting back to the single customer that they had.

Maureen was already making assessments basing on the way the gentleman was dressed. Men that carried golden walking canes and wore five hundred-thousand-dollar suits, twenty thousand dollars hoes and watches that cost five to eight million Fog dollars did not visit the Black Ghost Cafe for coffee. Their coffee came from high end hotels, and it was delivered by an assistant.

Waving her hand dismissively, Rosset laughed lightly. "Do not worry Maureen, that gentleman paid a lot of money including that of the clients who were forced out by his bodyguards." Her head danced lightly.

"You should have seen the non-fat drink ladies of Fog country when I shooed them out. He paid two hundred thousand dollars straight up just for the privacy, we can even close right now if you want to." Her grin grew wider. "Oh, but we cannot because he has already paid the consultation fee so, please handle him with care, I think he is a mogul a czar or something else that is summed up in one word, rich, rich, rich." She began to hum a song.

Maureen winced; her gaze fixed upon the client. "Those are three words, and I would not be so excited if I were you. Phoebe could throw him out if he had come on bad business." She tilted her head and shrunk her eyes as she observed the gentleman. "I am not sure, but I think that I have seen him somewhere." Goose bumps grew allover her arms.

"I know all the rich people in Fog country but that is not a familiar face, I have not seen him anywhere. He is not one of us, the founding families." Grandma Mayfair harbored her own suspicions.

"Maybe he is from an expelled one." Maureen suggested.

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Phoebe shrugged. "Perhaps he is not from Fog, what I do not like is that he chased people out of here. My daily customers are as important to me, you should not have allowed it to happen Rosette. I am not dealing with another snob, return all his money and ask him to leave." Phoebe clutched her bag and walked to her office.

Inside was a bunch of sunflowers sitting on her table, she smelled them and read the card. They were from David who was requesting her to be his date to the Sunflower ball.

This would be her first Sunflower ball in this life, and also as a single young woman from a founding family___ not single in the sense that she had no boyfriend but single in the sense that she was unmarried.

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In her last life, she had been to two Sunflower balls, and she had attended both as David’s wife and he had been away on the occasions. She was not familiar with the dances like waltz, foxtrot, cha-cha or any other dance. She recalled how Miranda had sent her home within ten minutes or less on both occasions.

A knock on the door pulled her attention from the flowers, her grandmother walked in with a knowing smile. "Oh David, is so sweet, I hope you said yes. It’s your first Sunflower ball; I am so excited, and I bet David is the same. It’s like prom!!!" Her last words caused them to laugh.

[I did not go to any prom]

Grandma Mayfair’s smile turned into a sneer, she cursed the Gabriel’s and decided to change the subject. A stern expression made its way to her face. "Pheebs, about your guest that will not leave, he is from the Silver nation, and he happens to be as stubborn as a mule. Unless you talk to him, he is going nowhere, he has tripled the consultation fee and promised to take care of all your expenses for the job. On top of that he is offering a billion Fog dollars in total if you solve his problem, with half payment upfront." Grandma Mayfair shrugged.

Phoebe’s jaw dropped; she thought for a moment that she had misheard her grandmother. The amount of money she had just mentioned was staggering. As the Mayfair heiress of course, this was chump change to her but as a shaman, and Phoebe Mayfair independent of her family, it was the kind of money people dreamed about making.

"A billion what now!!"

"Fog dollars." Old lady Mayfair repeated.

Aunt Maureen strolled through the door, her footsteps were heavy, a concerned look clouded her eyes. "Phoebe don’t not be enticed by the money, what kind of problem requires a billion to solve. It must be something very dangerous." She folded her arms.

"Hear me out, it could be that, or he could be just a rich generous person. We all know that from the Silver nation has some of the richest people in the world. It is the country with the highest number of millionaires in the world, money is not a problem to them." Connie appeared, Interjecting into the conversation.

The teenager was obviously out to make some money and feed her expensive appetite.

Maureen made sense, nevertheless Phoebe was intrigued, she tapped her index finger on her cheek, contemplating on what to do and she came to an answer that surprised no one.

"Let me hear out his one-billion-dollar problem before I make a decision." She announced.

The stranger was invited into the office. He walked in and first Phoebe noticed his eyes, he had striking grey eyes, but they were cold. His demeanor portrayed wealth and authority, more than that it spoke power. This was a man of influence in some circles."

He immediately apologized for intervening with her business but promised to compensate for the loss.

After exchanging formalities in which he introduced himself as Cain Ledger, Phoebe asked him to get straight to the point.

"I bought a doll that was supposed to bring me luck but instead it is trying to kill me." Mr. Cain Ledger’s hands gripped the lion head that sat on top of his walking stick.

"Fuck!!" Maureen cursed.

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