Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband

Andre shot his aunt a piercing defiant look that depicted determination. His narrowed eyes blazed with unrelenting fire and a chill one that would send shivers down anyone's spine. Rekha figured this was a family fight and she stepped back. Phoebe wanted to applaud, no wonder her brother was an award-winning actor, his facial expressions were perfect. If she did not know him personally and bumped into him looking like this, she would cross the road and walk in the opposite direction. "What do you mean by saying that I am not going?" He crossed his arms. Maureen released a weary sigh; she was honestly tired of dealing with him. Andre was like a toddler that had eaten way too much sugar. If he followed them, he was bound to create some mischief. Maureen was usually a solo hunter; she rarely took on group tasks unless the case proved to be difficult. Phoebe and Rekha could take care of themselves, Andre on the other hand, he was more of a burden to the rest of the group. She loved him, but she wanted him to stay back and maybe read some scripts or take some pictures of himself and post them online. Maureen decided to explain why he could not go with them. "We do not know what we are walking into or what we are going to deal with. It could be something extremely dangerous. What will we tell your father when something happens to you? You are also famous, if your face is seen in Silver nation you will draw unwanted attention to us. Lastly, Andre you are loved but you sometimes you are an idiot and a menace, and I am sure that you will land yourself in trouble. I don't want to wipe your ass when we are fighting for our lives." She stowed her hand fan in the backpack. Rekha's pitched in unexpectedly. "Senior Maureen is right, you should stay back. This is not like the movies, if you die you will not be resurrected heroically at the end. At the stadium when I met you, I heard from some other ghost catchers that you almost got your companions killed by running straight into the arms of the grave robbers. I vote that you stay back, you will only create problems for us." She crossed her arms over her chest and gave him her best minimizing look. Andre waved his hand dismissively at Rekha and Maureen's words. "I learnt my lesson then and I am much more careful now. Also, unlike the two of you I have been on multiple missions with Phoebe, and I have been very useful. We have good working chemistry." He looked at his aunt directly. "That aside, aunt Maureen I do not think that you understand the gravity of your situation here. I have the upper hand because if I make one phone call and open my mouth, our family members will know what you are. I bet my dad will be really proud of you for joining the academy. Did you graduate? Perhaps he will throw you a graduation party and invite all your classmates. I bet he will be really interested in hearing that you are Phoebe's teacher. What have you been teaching her by the way, it's not academy related, is it?" His voice drawled with smug satisfaction and sarcasm. Maureen's face froze, she broke her knuckles for a few seconds, considering the idea of breaking her nephew's nose. The little brat was really ruthless when he wanted to get his way, she was both proud and angry with him. When she considered the options, she came to a decision that made her shoulders fall back in defeat. "Phoebe you decide, if he dies out there it is not on me." She spared him one quick glance before shifting her attention to Rekha that was adding more details to the painting which Andre had put down. It was a picture of Crested town in Silver nation. Rekha's additions made it even more vivid which was beautiful and life like but unnecessary as they only needed one entrance and exist. Phoebe was done pondering on Andre's issue, she expelled heavy breath from her nostrils, if their secret was to be kept then Andre had to tag along or else they had to wipe his memory. "He is coming with us." She announced and looked at him, rolling her eyes at the smug way he was looking at their aunt. It was if he was bragging that he had won or saying I told you so. "Listen Andre, if you misbehave, I will teleport you back here within seconds." Her warning was stern, and she was pointing her index finger at Andre who nodded vehemently. Narrowing her eyes at him, a thought appeared on her forehead. [I am not joking here; your death cannot be on me otherwise I will blame myself forever and everyone will hate me at home for getting your silly ass killed.] "I know the rules sister, please trust me." Andre assured her. Phoebe's last thought which did not appear on her forehead was that if things got too dangerous or he was injured, she would just throw him in the space. As the two guardians concentrated on the painting, preparing an emergency exist, Andre and Phoebe dived into a conversation. "Pheebs is that Sabrina Spellcaster that I saw out there waiting tables or is it someone that looks like her?" Andre arched an eyebrow. "If it is her, are you crazy? That menace cries if she breaks a nail!" A fleeting breath of laughter that came from amusement came out of Phoebe's nostrils. [Are you just playing the fool? Obviously, it is her. How funny is it that you are considered a menace in the family, and she is the menace of the founding lane?] "It is her; she works here now, part time and you better be nice to her. You do not know what the future has in store for you, maybe she will save your life someday." Phoebe's words were more of an instruction. Andre stifled an imaginary cough. "Be nice? Why do I have to do that? I am certain that my glorious future is unrelated to that spoiled brat. Pheebs, if I was on fire and she had a glass of water, she would drink it in a heartbeat. Hell, she wouldn't spit on me if it was to save my life. But I am sure she would spit on my grave." The words came from him casually, he had no plans to get familiar with Sabrina. Something about her creeped him out or frightened him, he just couldn't point it out. [I wonder how what he would say if I told him that she is his future wife, and he will regret every nasty thing that he has ever said about her. Someday brother, you will eat humble pie.] Phoebe remained silent but her thoughts were louder than words. Andre did not believe what he had seen for a single second. It was impossible and he laughed, a loud, cold and mocking sound. Phoebe had to be wrong about this him and Sabrina! Hell no! In fact, he made his mind up to keep a wider distance between him and the menace of the founding lane. "Is something funny?" Grandma Mayfair asked as she entered the office. Phoebe's eyes moved to Andre. "I was about to ask the same thing." Andre rubbed his nose and avoided their gazes. "Nothing, i remembered something." Phoebe then explained to her grandmother that they were going to attend to Cain Ledger's case. "All of you?" Grandma Mayfair's eyes drifted to Maureen. "Even Maureen?" Andre laughed sarcastically. "Yes nana, even her. I bet you would love to know why." His eyes had a little evil glint as he looked at his aunt.