Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband

Chapter 359 - 359: More secrets on top of others.

Phoebe thought that she was the only that had noticed the fact that there was something deeper to her grandfather's death but she was wrong.The Saxon spirit pointed it out as well.

"He or they are hiding something." It said.

"You usually know everything, why haven't you figured it out? She quizzed it.

"I have been sleeping for close to a century, I don't truly know what has been going on in the founding families in the last few years. The only person who will probably tell you anything no matter how small will be his sister, your aunt." The spirit communicated inwardly.

Phoebe's mouth twisted and she shook her head, when she thought about her aunt, she thought about the strength she had displayed and her job as a guardian. If anybody had lips that were sealed tighter than a bank vault, it was her aunt. otherwise the rest of the family would be in on her guardianship.

"I doubt that, remember that I already asked and she didn't tell me anything of substance." Phoebe quietly responded, her face marred with disappointment.

The spirit's eyes locked in contact with those of Phoebe. "That was before you had leverage, use what you have to get what you do not have."

It's words had Phoebe blinking rapidly, she scanned her mind in

He watched her with apologetic eyes but there was not much he could do, he didn't want his daughter to dig deeper into the issue, God forbid if something terrible happened to her like it had done to his father. Magic was good, but it was also bad and dangerous, he could handle Phoebe helping ghosts but the rest like guardians, Moldove academy, sects and the rest, it was a no.

She and the spirit exchanged gazes, unintentionally Edward had given her a hint by saying that he was trying to protect her. It made her even all the more curious, what had her grandfather done or what was done to him that warranted protection from? Phoebe wanted to dig deeper even more into Cillian Mayfair.

A joyful smile grew on her lips, she turned her body to face him.

"I totally understand father, I will not ask about grandpa anymore, I want to talk about something else, Moldove founding academy?" Her pretend clueless eyes stared at him innocently like she didn't already know that he did.

Edward's index finger moved to pull the glasses forward, they perched at the bridge of his nose, and he clenched his jaw. The relief he had felt when she said she would not ask about her grandfather anymore faded and anger returned like a punch to the gut. It was not directed to her but whoever had brought this information to Phoebe.

"Who have you been talking to? Did someone tell you all this nonsense? Was it uncle Rufus? You recently had dinner with him, and it cannot be Maureen she wants nothing to do with that school just like me." His overly suspicious eyes demanded for answers.