Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband-Chapter 420: Exposing Dickson.

The tears were genuine because Margaret felt like the world had squeezed, she and her son into a tight corner. They were not the most well-liked Saxon’s, not by the public and not even in the family. Lately, it seemed more and more as if everyone was coming after them, relatives wanted Dickson out of the company and off the board. A position which he had earned rightfully as the only son of his father.

Had he married Phoebe at least they would have the Mayfair wealth to back up on when his business collapsed, and the board decided to kick him out of active participation in the Saxon group, but he did not.

Dickson had divulged to her that things were not looking great when it came to the business lately. The investors had pulled out completely, DP holdings wanted a return on investment because DC pharma had breached a clause in the contract. The victims of the fake vaccine were reportedly getting ready to sue Dickson for hundreds of millions.

At this rate, he was going to go bankrupt unless a miracle happened.

"Ask her if I am lying, in fact Dickson can vouch that I am telling the truth. She promised to marry him, why else would I be like this if I was not sure of this fact? I am not so foolish to go around making up such lies against a Mayfair." She wiped her wet face with a white handkerchief that her son handed to her.

The tables seemed to take a turn, some of the Saxons cast glowering looks towards Phoebe whom they now believed to be with loose morals.

"How can she do that?" A voice whispered in the back.

"Maybe it’s true, Margaret seems sure."

Katherine muttered and laughed. " I can vouch for Aunt Maggie, it is true she was two timing them, I personally witnessed it." She lied blatantly. She was never going to forgive Phoebe for withholding those formulas from her.

Also, her thoughts about the happiness she was waiting to experience after witnessing her downfall had angered her. As far as she figured, she could make a deal with Margaret, if her mother could not get her Phoebe’s formulas, her aunt would.

[This lying bitch!! She totally deserves what is coming to her.] Phoebe sneered.

Some of the people that had opinions decided to save them, it was best not to mess with the shaman.

David puffed out a breath. "Stop with the lies you two, Phoebe has been my woman from the start, you all know how I searched high and low for her. The two of us knew each other and were in love long before you all came to know of her. Do not believe a word those two say, Dickson had always wanted to conquer whatever I have be it business or women. Not too long ago he was panting after Ruth, proposing to her and declaring to us all that he is going to marry her. Now he wants to swap Phoebe for Ruth without shame. He is jealous that I have all the things in the world he cannot have, it is plain and simple." His lips curled upwards.

Unfazed by his words, Dickson rose from his seat, carefully this time, letting out a wince now and then. "My mother speaks nothing but the truth. As a matter of fact, she went to the Mayfair’s with a marriage proposal which they did not refuse. If truly she was loyal to David, then that offer should have been rejected from the start. Phoebe Mayfair played the both of us, she does not deserve to be a member of this prestigious family." He lowered himself to seat.

In the back of his mind he was thinking that if he could not have her, David could not either.

Rufus’ gaze turned to grandma Mayfair. "What do you have to say Rebecca? Did you accept an offer of marriage on behalf of your granddaughter Phoebe from Margaret?" He spoke through pursed lips.

From what he knew Phoebe was going to marry David, the two had confirmed that to him so what was going on here? Was it because marriages in founding families were often decided by family elders, so Rebecca Saxon had settled on Dickson as Phoebe’s future husband over David?

Grandma Mayfair let out an exasperated breath. "Rufus it is true that Margaret brought a marriage proposal, but we did not accept it. We even figured that it was a joke from the start because we all know that you and Prudence are the only people in charge of making formal marriage proposals in your family." She paused to sip on some water.

"Mother do not forget to tell them the real reason as to why we were infuriated by their offer." Edward’s sharp voice echoed through the room.

He pointed at Dickson, his eyes seething with hostility. "Dickson Saxon tried to molest our daughter."

Gasps went around the room. Edward did not pause, he just went on with the accusations, laying them on thickly.

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"This is why I called for this meeting in the first place, to expose that monster lurking behind a pretentious kind face."

All of the Mayfair’s had similar looks to Edward, hostile and intense as if they could rip out Dickson’s throat at any moment.

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The Saxon’s, those that had not heard about the rumor were taken aback. The whispers of their surprise echoed through the room.

"Holy shit!!"

"He did what now?"

"Is he crazy? She is a Mayfair; how can he touch a Mayfair?"

Nobody however was more surprised than Dickson, after all he had not laid an inappropriate hand on Phoebe. He had done some shady things to get her attention but molesting her was not one.

"I did what!" he exclaimed. "Me, molest a woman? I have never done such a thing in my life!" Dickson denied strongly. "Is that why she asked her goons to abduct and beat me senseless? That was a crime, and we should be retaliating as Saxons, not listening to the Mayfair’s bullshit. As for molesting her, I have never touched her." He continued to refuse the accusation.

He knew that nobody could prove that he had been planning on doing so the day he had made an attempt to kidnap her, but he had failed miserably.

One of Dickson’s biggest regrets was not bedding Ruth out of respect for her identity, he did not plan to make that similar mistake with Phoebe.

Edward paid no attention to his denial, and he dug his feet deeper to exhaust the accusations. "Uncle Rufus that is not all, recently he held a gun to my daughter’s head while making an attempt to kidnap her. Do not deny because I have all the evidence with me." His chest rose and fell with rage.

He slammed a folder down on the ground. "That is not all, he has molested one hundred twenty innocent women from the age of seventeen. He was careful in picking his victims, children of poor commoners or women from the red-light district but I found sixty-eight of them that are willing to come forward and testify.

When that monster was done with them, he curved his initials into their backs with a hot blade. I brought those women here, so I am going to allow the evidence to speak for itself."