All Chapters of From Coma to Queen: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Neil realized his tone was too harsh. He took a quiet breath and softened his voice as he answered Christopher's question."You don't know your mom," Neil said slowly and tapped the steering wheel. "She can be clingy and a handful."She was already hostile toward Lindsay. Explaining everything would only waste time and energy. A small lie made things simpler.Christopher didn't fully understand his father's meaning. He scratched his head but soon succumbed to sleep, dozing off again.As Neil's car passed Washi Pharmaceuticals' headquarters, he glanced out the window and spotted a familiar figure.It was his cousin, Malcolm. He had just stepped out of his car, clutching a folder as he hurried toward the building. A woman dressed like a company assistant came out to greet him.A flicker of unease crossed Neil's eyes.Could Malcolm have already made contact with Washi Pharmaceuticals' current boss—the mysterious second heir to the Pearce family, Troy Pearce?A rare surge of panic

"Of course!" Shiloh replied.Arya shifted into work mode without missing a beat. She opened her laptop and synced with Shiloh on the pharmaceutical research Lindsay had compiled over the past five years.Some parts of the documents Shiloh had sent earlier were unclear. Arya reviewed them in person and confirmed the missing details. Once Shiloh walked her through the sections, everything clicked."Arya, aren't these the same projects you were working on back then? You were practically done—just needed more time!" Shiloh scoffed. "Lindsay really has no shame. She stole your research, slapped new titles on everything, and passed them off as her own. Even Mr. Hammond was fooled. Why don't you just tell him the truth and expose her?"Arya let out a silent, cold laugh, sharp with contempt. She was fairly certain Neil had handed Lindsay the research himself. But that was personal, and she saw no reason to drag Shiloh into it."To be fair, Lindsay did make a few improvements to my origina

Arya had never truly been a proper mother to her twins, not even for a single day. Now, all she wanted was to seize every moment to show her two precious children how much she loved them as their mother.Neil did not stop her.While Arya was halfway through preparing a healthy meal, two star chefs arrived, carrying the dishes Neil had ordered."Ary, I picked all your favorites," he said softly.Arya glanced at the plates. These were not her favorites—they were his.Before, she always put his preferences above her own. Not anymore.Still, she said nothing. After all, meals like this would be rare between them.As they sat down to eat, she felt his gaze on her from time to time, clearly wanting to speak. She waited.Neil finally asked, "Ary, did you research Alzheimer's back in university?""I did. Why?" Arya answered calmly."Since the Pearce family's second heir took over Washi Pharmaceuticals, Alzheimer's research has become their main focus," he explained, excitement eviden

"How could it be your fault?" Arya said gently, her eyes red. "Sweetheart, you're only five and just a few minutes older than Lottie. The fact that you can take care of yourself already makes you amazing. You're the best big brother in the whole wide world."Cradled in her arms, Christopher didn't know what to do. He tried to push her away, lifting his hands with uncertainty, but hesitated. Her embrace felt so warm.He caught the scent of her—soft and clean, not like perfume. He couldn't describe it, but it smelled comforting.How could someone even smell warm?"Chris, sweetheart, go eat first. Mommy will take care of Lottie," Arya said as she gently let go and stroked his cheek with a warm smile.Still a little worried, Christopher asked, "Are you sure we don't need to call Dr. Oxley?""No need. Mommy's a very good doctor as well," she replied with a tender smile.He met her eyes and couldn't bring himself to argue. He was getting pretty hungry anyway, so he turned and walked t

Arya pulled the research documents from the envelope. Under "supervising professor" was Chuck's sweeping, elegant signature—Chuck Toulson.The pages were yellowed with age.Back then, Chuck had planned to let her lead the project after graduation, giving her a chance to head her own team and complete the research. It was meant to be her first independent project. He believed in her talent so much that, with his recommendation, the Royal International Pharmaceutical Association would likely have admitted her as their youngest member ever.Seven years had passed, and she was only now opening the project again.Suddenly, she heard familiar footsteps outside. Neil was back.Arya's expression darkened. She stepped out of the room. Before she even saw him, she smelled alcohol and a woman's perfume on him.She frowned slightly."I went to a very important banquet tonight," Neil said, flopping onto the bed with an arm thrown over his forehead. He winced from the hangover. "Ary, make me