It was impossible for the man not to recognize David, of course. "Mr. Saxon? W...what are..you...." Joseph stammered.

"I work here." David blatantly announced, causing the ghosts and Phoebe to stare at him in utter shock.

"For a person that wants to keep this a secret, you are sure clumsy because you are wearing a brooch with the Verdemont family emblem." David voiced his observations.

Phoebe gave David a warning side eye, she had told him to keep his distance as she talked to the man.

"Don't mind him, i have been told that you want to take me to your employer's residence, so let's go."

Phoebe went into her office and picked her bag, she informed her grandmother that she was stepping out and then left.

A black car was waiting outside, funny enough was that it also had the Verdemont family emblem at the front. David chuckled as he squeezed himself next to Phoebe in the back seat.

"Joseph the next time your employer tells you to do something confidential, ditch the family car and brooch. I bet even the cats on the street know who this car belongs to."

On hearing his words, the poor man panicked and tore the brooch off as if it scalding his chest.

"Yes Mr. Saxon."

Phoebe scoffed.

[Does this Joseph know who he works for? David commands and he jumps. Then again, i didn't correct him when he claimed to be my employee. Tsk, tsk, i never knew how shameless this man was.]

He ignited the car and drove off towards the West of the city. In no time, they had arrived at the Verdemont's large residence. Just like the other founding families, it was a stand alone house built on many acres of land. Phoebe still didn't have detailed information on the founding families so David was kind enough to tell her about the Verdemont family on their way there.

Apparently the family lived together under one roof like most founding families. Even men from weaker families that married into their family had to move in.

"Living with your in-laws is the worst thing that can happen to anyone." Phoebe pulled her brows together as the memories of her suffering returned to her.

She had experienced it once and would never do it again. You would rather send her to actual hell than make her live with in-laws.

David studied her face, he didn't know what to think because it's like he could see pain etched all over it. But, going on the memories of their life before rebirth, he agreed. Phoebe did not need to be around his mother.

"I agree with you on that." He reached for her hand and squeezed her fingers. He was never going to let his family hurt Phoebe in anyway ever again especially his mother.

"Here we go." David spoke when the car came to a stop in front of the main doors.

It seemed from the get go that Phoebe wasn't the only shaman that had been invited to the Verdemont house. There were people from different religious sects from monks to priests and shamans of all types going on the grounds.

David and Phoebe studied the situation which was more chaotic than anticipated. All these individuals had been given sits in one big tent and one by one they were being called in like school children on immunization day.

The older shamans looked at Phoebe in a mocking way. Compared to the rest she was nothing like what a shaman ought to look like. Besides, she was too young to know anything about the spirit world.

"Oh hell no! How dare they put you in the same environment like these crooks? I wonder what happened that they need the services of a shaman. This family is known for faithfully worshiping the church of light, no wonder they didn't want word to get out." David whispered to Phoebe.

The church of light, meant they were followers of the God of light. Their religion abhorred shamans and their kind. For them to be here, the family had serious trouble.

David firmly kept Phoebe by his side, standing by the door until the butler came and asked them to follow him. The two were escorted to the main house directly unlike the other shamans.

"Miss. Mayfair and Mr. Saxon the old patriarch would like you to wait for him here." The butler told them once they entered the living room.

They were not alone, some of the members of the Verdemont family were in the living room already like as though they were waiting for their arrival.

David pulled Phoebe down because she seemed a little uneasy. Not even one second passed when someone spoke up.

"David, so it's true that you are dating this shaman girl and it just so happens that she is the Mayfair heiress! Ha I bet that is not a coincidence."

Brandon the first born son of Ekhart Verdemont, eldest son of the patriarch gave Phoebe a condescending look. To him, a shaman like all the other quacks that claimed to have ties to the spiritual world had a seat next to the devil.

Anger washed over David, he had not come all this way to hear anyone insult Phoebe especially not a loser like Brandon.

"This is a case of sinners judging others because they sin differently. Brandon a drug and strip club addict like yourself shouldn't judge anyone without knowing the facts." David retorted.

His words caused the man to jump from his chair with fists clenched, ready to start a fist fight but his mother told him to sit back down.

"The Mayfairs must be shocked to the bones! Their daughter dances with ghosts and spirits it must be embarrassing, no wonder Jennie had been saying away from society gatherings." Emilia Verdemont, his mother stood up and moved around, her eyes fixed on Phoebe.

Phoebe had never socialized with members of the founding families when she was married to David so she recognized one person out of the bunch, Camilla Verdemont. She was one of Ruth's friends that she never got to meet in the past life.

Phoebe noticed that Camilla's undivided attention was solely on David. She looked like she was about to drool with the way her mouth was partially open. But that was not unusual because David was desired by most of the maidens in Fog country.

Camilla walked towards them and wrapped her arms around David's own with a seductive smile on her face.

"David would you like to sit down next to me?"

[Three, i am going to count to three and then smack her and leave. How dare she put her ugly green nails on my charger!]

David chuckled.

Camilla's mother winced loudly as a warning to remind her to behave herself. "You want to become exactly like your sister, if she didn't go around chasing after men then we wouldn't be in this position."

David forcefully released his arm and shoved her away before holding on to Phoebe like a frightened maiden. His actions added more embarrassment on Camilla's plate.

"Maybe you shouldn't have forced her to marry someone that she didn't love." Camilla marched back to her seat and sat down with an angry huff.

Emilia laughed sarcastically. "Love? Since when did people in families like ours marry for love? We marry to keep our families financially strong and politically powerful. Poor people are the ones that marry for love and then beg us for scraps to eat.

In our days, the founding council dictated marriages but since that system was abolished our society has been infiltrated by the poor because some of you kids are marrying them, that Saxon girl Rose-bell is a good example." She bluntly stated

"Keep my family out of your mouth, madam Emilia." David gave her a warning stare.

The old woman was not happy to be warned by someone from the younger generation and she glared at David as if she could eat him at any moment.

Phoebe slipped her fingers through his just to calm him down but the environment was becoming more hostile by the minute.

Had they been invited to fight a war here? From what she could tell, this family had its share of problems just like the Saxons.

This was the result of marrying for financial reasons and holding on to power. Many unhappy families were formed.

The room fell silent when a dignified old man walked in with the support of a walking cane. Behind him were three gentlemen, one had a wet puffy face with red eyes. It seemed like he had been crying because another man patted his back to comfort him.