Galaxy's Only Triple-S: Five Lords Can't Hold Her novel Chapter 220

Chapter 220 A Mother’s Love

Chapter 220 A

Mother’s Love

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Lesley’s grip on Margaret’s hand was fierce. Even with her body wasting away, her fingers clung with a desperate, unyielding strength.

A side door opened. A plainly dressed middle-aged woman led a small boy into the room.

He was six years old, red-haired and gold-eyed, dressed in a perfectly fitted princely uniform.

The moment Norman saw Margaret, he pulled free of the woman’s hand and ran over on his short legs, wrapping both arms around Margaret’s thigh.

He tilted his head back and looked up at her. “Hello. My name is Norman.”

Margaret wasn’t surprised. She’d assumed that a child born into the royal family, even at six, would know how to read a room. Clinging to her now was probably a survival instinct-royal heirs learned to gauge moods long before they took their first steps.

But when she looked down, she paused. The boy’s eyes were clear. There was nothing in them but pure trust and attachment.

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The woman approached and bowed deeply to Margaret. “Lady Margaret, Her Majesty has already spoken to Prince Norman,” she said, her voice quiet and thick with suppressed tears. “She told him you are the one who will look after him from now on. You’re our benefactor. He’s been very obedient. He’s been waiting to meet you.”

Margaret looked at Lesley on the bed, and a feeling she couldn’t name swelled in her chest.

The Cabinet and nobles had driven Lesley to this-she couldn’t even protect her own life. But she hadn’t planted seeds of hatred in her six-year-old son. She hadn’t told Norman about the dirty political calculations. She hadn’t strapped him with the burden of revenge. She had only told him to trust the person standing in front of him now.

That was a mother’s love-securing a clean future for her child, no matter the cost.

Margaret looked down at the small figure clinging to herleg. She had originally planned to use Lesley’s authority to secure her footing on Prime Planet and deal with those fossils in the Cabinet. But now she was changing her mind.

She tightened her grip on Lesley’s hand, “Don’t worry,” she said, her tone even. “He’ll live. And he’ll live

well.”

ينا انان.

The lines at the corners of Lesley’s eyes eased. A single tear slipped from the corner of her eye and slipped from the corner of her eye and disappeared into the pillow. Her grip on Margaret’s hand slowly loosened. The heart monitor’s steady beep began to slow, dropping beat by beat

Cheiron stepped forward, checked the readings, and spoke quietly, “She doesn’t have much time. The cabinet members are already downstairs. They could force their way up at any moment.”

ent down and

way up at any

“Let them come,” Margaret bent down and lifted Norman into her arms.

He showed no fear at all, settling obediently against her shoulder. His small hands clutched at her trench coal, crumpling the fabric in his fist.

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Chapter 220 A Mother’s Love

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This cheek pressed against the curve of her neck as he turned his head to look at his mother on the hed There were no tears. But his grip on her coat tightened.

Margaret turned toward Cheiron. “Get word to Baar. The First Fleet can move. And tell those people downstairs-if they want to see the will, they can come up here and get it themselves.”

The corridor outside the ward was lit in harsh white.

Timothy leaned against the wall, flipping a gold lighter. Flame flickered across his young, sharp-featured face.

The elevator doors opened. A throng of elderly cabinet officials came pouring through, led by Craig Hall. Chief Secretary to the Cabinet. He leaned on an ebony cane, his footsteps ringing hard and fast against the floor.

“Mr. Hurst, this is Central Hospital, not a playground for your corporate games. Step aside.” Craig stopped three paces away, his voice sharp.

Timothy raised an eyebrow without even straightening up. He tossed the lighter into the air and caught it clean.

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