Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband

Not far away at the Black Ghost Cafe, everyone was celebrating because Sabrina announced that she had been given an internship at the presidential palace. What was even more exciting was that she had applied at old lady Mayfair's encouragement and gotten the position on merit.

Sabrina was about to start her university life, and she was already an intern at the presidential palace. She was still indecisive about her major because she could not decide between law, journalism, political science and public relations.

Once she decided to become serious about her life with all the expectations the Mayfair's had of her, she had mapped out her life. She wanted to intern in government, media and political campaigns. Even a one-to-two-month internship at the Founding Council was not off her list of choices.

One rule she had set for herself was no dating for three years, she did not want any distractions. She had help coming to that decision and that help was in the form of a mosquito in her ear named old lady Mayfair.

Sabrina did not know that the old lady was agonizing over the possibility of the 'young hunks' at the university stealing her away from Andre. Phoebe laughed every time she thought about the word 'young hunks.'

"Should we throw you a party?" Phoebe asked Sabrina. She looked at the young woman and winced. "Your whole wardrobe is going to need upgrading. Jeans and crop tops will not pass in the presidential palace."

"While you are at that, buy her a new attitude too." Maureen joked and everyone laughed. Sabrina's attitude had long been adjusted, over the months with old lady Mayfair's tempering, she had become more well-spoken and good mannered.

Andre joined in the conversation after staying silent through it and helping with moving dishes after the morning breakfast rush. "I know people in the presidential spokesperson's office that owe me favors, I will give them a call and tell them to treat you well." He made a surprising statement that silenced everyone.

Looks of wonder passed between the listeners, then they suddenly burst into doubtful laughter.

"You? Andre? Why would you do that?" Sabrina asked, her stunned expression was echoed across every face in the room.

"I am wondering the same thing. Who is this and what has he done with my brother Andre?" Phoebe threw in, wondering whether her brother's heart was softening towards Sabrina.

Andre flicked his fingers in a dismissive way. "What the hell do you people want from me? You asked me to treat her nicely and when I finally do you are making a big deal out of it and doubting my intentions. Anyway, I am not being nice to her because I am plotting something, I am looking out for her because you all like her and she is not as annoying as she used to be." He defended himself aggressively like his reputation was on the line.

Grandma Mayfair smiled to herself. "Of course, we like her because she is family, you will be missed around here my dear Sabrina." Her voice suddenly frayed at the edges. "The cafe won't be the same without you. You have become the customers favorite waitress in the last two months. We are all going to be sad without you."

Waving vigorously, Sabrina swallowed the liquid in her mouth hastily. "Oh no you won't! You are not getting rid of me that easily. I will still be working here on the weekends like I have been doing." A cheeky dimpled smile appeared on her face. "How will I catch up on all the gossip on the lane if I am not here?"

The Black Ghost Cafe was slowly becoming a hang out spot for the wealthy ladies of the founding lane because it was the number one source of interesting gossip in the city.

Andre couldn't help but to groan, he could see traces of his grandmother in the new Sabrina. He had a feeling that they would be on the receiving end of all the gossip from the presidential palace as soon as Sabrina stepped foot in that place.

"God save the president." he muttered.

A chime on grandma Mayfair's phone made her let out a gleeful sound when she read the message. "Wow, your mother and Mrs. Lee are a force to be reckoned with. They have decided to invite the guests for your brother's wedding via text." She laughed softly. "I guess those invitation cards are no longer necessary."

"When you think about it, it's faster and cheaper that way." Andre looked at the message on his own phone, wondering why he was sent one when he was a groomsman. He put his phone in his pocket and stood up. "I better check on my tailor, I made a suit order this morning." He moved closer to hug his grandmother and kiss her on the cheek.

Grandma Mayfair stretched her hands to block him. "And I know the perfect date for you to the wedding, Sabrina will give you good company. Maybe you can talk about your tailor, she will be needing suits if she is to work for the president." Her words tumbled out in a breathless rush.

Exchanging a quick glance, Andre and Sabrina opened their lips to refuse but grandma Mayfair lifted her index finger.

"Do not say no to this old woman who may die at any time." She coughed and placed a hand to her chest. "It could happen now; my heart might give out if I hear bad news or a disappointing response from certain people." Her right hand moved to her forehead, and she sighed softly in an extravagant manner.

They all knew she was faking it, and they laughed.

Andre rolled his eyes and gave in. "Fine, you win, please don't drop dead nana. Collin's wedding will be pushed if that happens." He turned and looked at Sabrina with an apology in his eyes because he knew she was being pushed into it as well. "I will pick you at 7pm before the handfasting ceremony."

"I am only doing this because of grandma." Sabrina loudly replied to Andre who was halfway through the door.

Grandma Mayfair raised a clenched fist, savoring the sweet taste of success. In those three years of not dating, if Sabrina and Andre could overcome their mutual dislike of each other, the future would be smooth sailing.

"Grandma I love you, but you cannot keep forcing Andre on me, he is immature and does not like me just like I do not like him." Sabrina shuffled her feet and complained.

Phoebe tapped the girl on the shoulder and looked at her with pity "Sabrina I hate to be the one to give you terrible or good news depending on the way you prefer to see it but that soul mate that you were desperately trying to find is Andre Mayfair. He may be immature now, but he will be the best husband and father to your children in future." Her words came out promising and comforting.

Sabrina's mouth opened and closed, she sank into the chair, staring at Phoebe in disbelief. "Andre!!! That playboy!! No way, are you sure?" She asked in a horrified voice.

Nodding, grandma Mayfair laughed softly. "Why do you think that we have been trying to get you both to lose the animosity?" Grandma Mayfair asked.