The Coma Prince’s Fiancée novel Chapter 52

Sophia practically jumped to her feet, face flushed with anger. “Paulina, did you hear her? Seriously, you expect me to thank her? What makes her think she deserves that?”

Paulina was just about to step in, but Rebecca spoke up, her tone slow and lazy. “Excuse me? Say what?”

“Say thank you!” Sophia snapped, loud enough to echo off the walls. Was Rebecca seriously pretending not to hear her? Was she deaf or just playing dumb?

Rebecca let out a quiet laugh. “Look at that, you can speak after all. Doesn’t mean I need or want your thanks, though.”

That caught Sophia off guard. She froze, then just stomped her foot in helpless frustration.

Steven, watching from the side, couldn’t hide his grin. There was something about the way Rebecca handled things—it was sharp and kind of entertaining. Even Ableson pressed his lips together, trying (and failing) not to smile. Rebecca wasn’t just quick-witted, she was fast on her feet and cool under pressure.

Norris, on the other hand, stayed completely calm. “I’ll let Fabian know exactly what happened today.” His voice was steady, almost distant. “But I won’t help you find out who bought the Ambrosia Vitae. If there’s any new information, Fabian will know first.”

Still so secretive about the buyer. Rebecca’s eyes narrowed as she watched him. Somehow, the idea crept in… what if Norris was the buyer himself? She didn’t have any proof, but her gut was starting to whisper in that direction.

Paulina and Sophia tensed when they heard Norris would report straight to Fabian, but there wasn’t much they could do.

Even though the air was thick with drama, Rebecca and her two companions stayed for dinner before heading out. When it was finally time to leave, Ableson looked genuinely disappointed, reminding Rebecca to come back whenever she had the chance.

Rebecca actually found him kind, so she gave him a real smile, nodded, and waved goodbye.

She hadn’t come to The Whites just for dinner. Part of her wanted to see what kind of tricks Paulina and Sophia might try. The other part was pure curiosity—she wanted to see Norris, the man Shirley always bragged about, and how he would react when the James sisters started causing trouble.

Turns out, he was even colder than she expected. But honestly, that was probably for the best. The James sisters had always been experts at getting themselves into a mess. She doubted this protector would stick around forever.

Once the car carrying Paulina and Sophia disappeared down the drive, Steven—still standing near Norris—let out a soft sigh. “Mr. White, that Rebecca from the Russells is really something. If she hadn’t stirred the pot today, it wouldn’t have been half as entertaining.”

Norris’s eyes shifted ever so slightly, his expression as still as stone. “So, you noticed.”

Steven grinned. “Of course. But I bet you saw it way before I did, right?”

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