The Coma Prince’s Fiancée novel Chapter 63

As soon as Paulina stepped out the front door, she spotted Jennifer's car still waiting at the curb.

Jennifer lowered the window when she saw her. “I knew you’d come out,” she called, voice steady and confident again. The frail woman from earlier was gone. Although a faint scrape lingered on her chin, it was neatly covered, and she’d reclaimed her usual elegance, the way only someone raised in privilege could.

Sophia sat beside her, clearly soothed by Jennifer’s words. She glanced at Paulina and mumbled a quiet, “Hey, sis.” The slap from earlier had sounded dramatic but hadn’t left so much as a red mark.

Paulina smiled gently and walked over. “Just wanted to see you off.”

Jennifer brushed her hair back, her eyes lingering on Paulina. “You know, you’ve always been the one I believed in. You grew up under Madonna and Fabian’s roof, had the best education. You’re their pride and joy. Even now, with Rebecca back, I’m sure she could never outshine you.”

Sophia jumped in, “Exactly! Paulina is the real deal. That country girl has no place competing with her. Mom, you should suggest they put Paulina in the family registry. That way, Rebecca will understand who she’s dealing with.”

That was the moment Paulina had been waiting for. Her eyes instantly brightened.

Jennifer caught the look and smiled. “I have been thinking about it. But you know, getting officially added to the family registry isn’t something to take lightly. We’d need to convince all the relatives, and you need credentials. We can’t force it.”

Paulina nodded, already anticipating this. “I get it, Jennifer. But I just made it to the finals of The Grand Resonance. It’s the biggest competition in the country. If I win gold, I might be able to study with Carr—the man people call a living legend.”

Sophia stared in disbelief. Carr—as in the composer of ‘Mists of Mountains and Rivers?’ The one all the movie stars and politicians dreamed of meeting? She could barely process it.

Jennifer had definitely heard of him too. He was famous here and respected abroad. If they could build a connection with someone at that level, Sophia’s future prospects would only get better.

Even if Jennifer’s health failed her, Sophia would still have a secure and glamorous life.

Paulina guessed what she was thinking. “Jennifer, Sophia’s my sister. If I make it, of course I’ll take care of her too.”

Paulina’s expression turned icy as her fingers grazed the necklace at her throat. Whose was more valuable anyway?

Irvin smiled at Rebecca, holding out the gift. “I picked this out just for you. You should open it and see if you like it.”

Rebecca glanced at the logo on the box. Lady.M again. She didn’t reach for it right away, but looked at Irvin. “Are you a big fan of Lady.M?”

Irvin blinked, glancing at the packaging, a little uncertain. “Lady.M is one of those boutique brands that’s gotten really popular in the last few years. It’s not quite a top-tier luxury brand yet, but women your age are obsessed with them. Even Paulina is a huge fan. You’re not interested?”

Paulina piped up, right on cue. “That’s right, Rebecca. Lady.M has great designs. Maybe you don’t know, but the one Irvin has right now is a limited edition—there’s probably only one in the world. You don’t have to worry about anyone else wearing the same thing.”

Madonna shot Paulina a look, her tone sharp. “Rebecca’s welcome to choose whatever she wants from my jewelry box. Whether something’s a one-off or not is hardly a problem for her.”