Galaxy's Only Triple-S: Five Lords Can't Hold Her novel Chapter 132

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Margaret’s pulse jumped, but she smacked his hand away without missing a beat. “Dream on. I saved your life-how about you think about repaying me instead? Don’t even think about pinning that on me.”

“Ding!”

The elevator stopped on the ground floor. The metal doors slid open, and Margaret strode out without looking back.

Baar stood where he was, watching her disappear around the corner.

“Sir!” Gary’s voice rang out from the end of the corridor. He came sprinting over, a squad of fully armed soldiers at his heels.

Seeing Baar on his feet at the elevator, Gary let out a long breath.

“You’re alright! The Zone Al alarms went off and I thought—”

“You thought I’d detonated and you were coming to scrape me off the walls?” Baar shot him a cold look.

Gary gave a dry laugh and wisely held his tongue. He peered into the elevator. Empty.

“And, uh-Lady Margaret?”

“Gone.” Baar was already moving toward the command center.

Gary hurried after him. “What about Kiran? He entered the isolation zone, didn’t he?”

“Dead.”

Gary sucked in a breath.

Dead? Who killed him?

“And Lady Margaret-is she alright?” he asked carefully.

Baar stopped and turned to look at him. “She’s perfectly fine.”

That look sent a prickle down Gary’s spine. Something was off about Baar’s mood.

The frenzy dropped, which should be good-so why does he seem even more wound up?

“Notify Logistics. Zone Al needs a complete overhaul,” Baar kept walking. “Also, pull every recent comm record and financial transaction under Kiran’s name. He wouldn’t have made a move like this without someone backing him.”

“Yes, sir!” Gary snapped a salute,

The corridor sensor lights flickered on as they passed. Gary followed Baar and watched him head straight for the room at the end of the hall. Cold sweat trickled down his spine.

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“Sir-about that. Lady Margaret is currently staying in your quarters.” Gary braced himself and kept

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talking, “The situation was urgent. Your room has the highest security clearance on the base, so I made the call to place her there. Should I arrange a separate room for you?”

Baar didn’t slow down. “No need.” He didn’t even glance back. “My spiritual realm is still unstable. I require a room with the highest defensive rating. If I lose control again, a standard room won’t hold me.”

The logic was airtight, Gary couldn’t argue with a single word. His mind flashed to Margaret’s face- beautiful, and absolutely not to be messed with. He wisely shut his mouth.

Stay out of your superior’s business.

Inside the room, Margaret was sprawled across the bed, her Holo-bracelet casting pale blue light across her face.

Timothy’s messages were blowing up her holo-bracelet in rapid succession.

“My Lady, how’s the situation over there? Are you hurt?

“Have you missed me? I’ve been moping so badly without you that I can barely eat.

“Those military grunts don’t know how to take care of anyone. Wait for me-I’m applying for a flight route to come get you right now!”

Margaret looked at the wall of cutesy pleading emojis and rolled her eyes. She’d been away from Prime Planet for maybe three days at most. He was getting more clingy by the hour.

She fired back a quick “Fine. Don’t worry,” and swiped to Cheiron’s chat.

Compared to Timothy’s sticky affection, Cheiron’s update was pure business.

“Phoebe’s three A-class husbands have been taken into custody by the Interstellar Security Bureau. They’re insisting they acted alone attempting to take the full blame for her.

“I’ve spoken with the Bureau in advance. The case is being held pending further investigation.

“However, Imperial law grants immunity privileges to high-ranking females. Using this case to bring her down completely will be difficult.”

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Margaret stared at the screen, her fingers tapping idly against the edge of the bed. Imperial law really was a get-out-of-jail-free card for every conniving noblewoman in the Empire.

Phoebe had taken a massive hit, and there was no way she’d let it go. Margaret needed a permanent

solution.

She was still working through it when the door lock clicked.

The door opened.

Margaret jolted upright, her eyes snapping to the entrance.

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