The Coma Prince’s Fiancée novel Chapter 177

"He checked his phone just now. Did someone tell him to do it?"

"No way. Who could possibly text the president and make him change his mind just like that?"

"Yeah, definitely a coincidence!"

Felice had planned to take another jab at Rebecca, but seeing the president agree to the performance, she settled for a cold scoff.

"Don't get cocky, Rebecca. So what if he gets to play again? A thief is a thief. He'll never be anything more."

Rebecca, who rarely paid Felice any attention, gave a half-smile. "You're right. A thief will never be anything more. They are destined to fail."

Felice froze, caught off guard by the agreement. A flicker of suspicion crossed her eyes. What game is she playing now?

"Don't think you can sweet-talk your way out of the bet. Let me tell you, you've already lost!"

Rebecca simply raised an eyebrow and didn't bother replying. Her effortless indifference infuriated Felice even more. She was treating her like thin air!

"Rebecca!"

"Can you keep it down?" Magee Clark snapped, annoyed by her endless chirping.

Felice's face flushed with embarrassment and anger. With no other option, she dropped back into her seat in a huff.

The surrounding chatter finally died down as the sound of the violin drifted through the speakers.

Paulina offered a gentle smile. "It's an incredible piece. Even from that short segment, you can hear the unyielding resistance hidden beneath the sorrow. The composer must be someone incredibly resilient who refuses to bow to fate. You can't express that kind of emotion otherwise."

Magee's mind suddenly flashed to the arrangement Rebecca had played previously. That song wasn't as earth-shattering as this one, but he felt a strange similarity in their essence.

He subtly glanced over at Rebecca. She was watching the screen calmly, looking exactly like someone who had anticipated this whole outcome.

But how could that be? All the exam pieces were sealed. Even the judges didn't know what was coming. Even if his great-uncle favored her, Wade Lane would never break his own rules.

When Magee didn't respond, Paulina looked up, only to find him staring at Rebecca again.

A suffocating wave of jealousy and anger crashed over her. She gripped her knees tightly, fighting to keep the pleasant mask on her face from slipping.