All Chapters of From Coma to Queen: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

In the next instant, Neil's cold, irritated voice echoed. "Ary, what are you doing?"Behind her sunglasses, Arya watched him stride toward her. His brow was drawn tight, his sharp features clouded with concern for Lindsay and a clear, unmistakable displeasure directed at her.Since she was "blind," Neil didn't bother to hide any of it."Mr. Hammond, this has nothing to do with Mrs. Hammond," Lindsay said quickly, tugging gently on his sleeve. "I was careless and got my hand caught in the door."Jonathan had seen it all. He stepped forward and said, "Mr. Hammond, don't misunderstand. It really was just an accident."Neil, always conscious of appearances, pressed his lips into a thin line and said nothing. Then he extended his hand to Lindsay. "Let me see."She hesitated before placing her hand in his."I'm fine, Mr. Hammond," she murmured.Neil frowned. "If that door had caught you any harder, you could've broken a bone."He didn't mention Arya by name, but the blame in his ton

Arya had done everything she could to win over the people around Neil, believing that loving him meant accepting everyone and everything he cared about. She had bent over backward to get his friends to like her. No matter how hard she had tried, it had all been for nothing.She still remembered one of Asher's birthdays clearly. She had noticed signs of poor circulation in him and carefully prepared an herbal remedy. After a week of painstaking work, she had turned it into easy-to-take pills and packaged them neatly as a gift.She had given them to him in person at the party, but his reaction had been awkward. He had accepted the box with a cryptic smile and said, "How thoughtful."While leaving the party, she had seen those pills tossed in the trash bin by the door. Her first instinct had been to feel hurt and humiliated. She had even questioned whether the gift had been inappropriate.Looking back, Arya thought she must have been out of her mind. If she could go back in time, the

"Blind?" Anthony didn't even try to hide the distaste in his voice.After a pause, he added, "Forget it. Since she's awake, bring her home for dinner tonight. Your mom's been going on about missing her precious grandchildren."Neil rubbed the side of his coffee cup, hesitating. He really didn't want to bring Arya back to the family estate tonight."Dad, about tonight—" he started.Anthony interrupted him, "Make sure Arya dresses appropriately—formal and presentable. There'll be an important guest at dinner, someone from her university, the same graduating class. I remember she was quite well-known at school. If they know each other, even better."Neil raised an eyebrow, curious. "Who is it exactly? You seem unusually invested. You even invited them here?"The Hammond estate was more than a home. It was a famous, protected garden residence in Amersol, renowned for its beauty and history. Anthony kept it meticulously and rarely welcomed guests."You'll find out when you get here,"

The three drugs Lindsay had taken credit for were Arya's. They came straight from Arya's original research. They were just renamed!Each targeted cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases. Arya had meticulously prepared those projects five years ago, planning to begin full-scale development after giving birth.Who could have predicted a difficult labor would leave her in a coma?Still, how did Lindsay get access to those files? None of the research had ever been made public. All the data had been stored on Arya's work computer—encrypted and locked down.Only two people knew the password: Arya and Neil.Arya's phone slipped from her hand and hit the couch with a dull thud.She closed her eyes. Her chest burned, as if someone had shoved a fist straight into her heart.Neil knew better than anyone how hard she had worked. Every project was her blood, sweat, and tears. Yet to help his beloved rise to power, he bled her dry, ripped out everything she built, and handed it to Lindsay

To Charlotte, Arya was a nasty woman who only bullied Mommy Lindsay.Nicole raised her brow elegantly and asked, "Lottie, what happened? Why are you calling her a bad woman?"She did not care much about Arya herself but was curious. Charlotte was usually cheerful and polite, so why single out Arya today?Charlotte stayed silent, wriggling in Nicole's arms and mumbling in a pouty voice, "Auntie, let's just go already.""Alright, alright." Nicole chuckled softly, lifting the girl higher as they turned toward the house.Ahead, Christopher strode coolly, hands in his pockets, like a little adult.Behind them, Neil gently took Arya's hand and slipped it into the crook of his arm. They walked into the entrance together.No one noticed the sleek black car parked quietly in the shadows along the tree-lined road nearby. The back window slid halfway down, revealing a man resting his hand on the frame, a lit cigarette between his fair, slender fingers. He flicked ash lightly, sending a thi