Galaxy's Only Triple-S: Five Lords Can't Hold Her novel Chapter 228

Chapter 228 They All Want Me Dead

Chapter 228 They All Want Me Dead

“Acgis Squad reporting for duty, Lady Margaret.” The man’s voice was rough and carried the weight of command.

Margaret turned. She recognized him-he’d been part of the escort that had picked her up from the Valoran Galaxy and brought her to the Sirius Galaxy.

“What’s your name?” she asked,

“Ryan Cooper, squad captain, Your Grace.” The response came sharp and clean,

Margaret paused. “Your Grace?”

That’s new.

A familiar chime sounded in her head, and Primo’s voice bubbled up with unconcealed delight. “Host! You’re officially interstellar royalty now! Lesley’s will went out galaxy-wide through Central Brain last night. You are the rightful Imperial Regent. You’re dominating all ten top trending spots on Starnet. Want me to read some of the comments out loud?”

“I’m aware. No need.” Margaret shut her off mentally.

The title of Imperial Regent sat heavy on her shoulders, yet she could not deny it had a satisfying ring to it.

“Ryan.” Margaret gestured toward Tyrone, who had followed her out. “This is Tyrone. He’s one of my husbands. For the next few days, the two of you are jointly responsible for security here. I don’t care how you do it not a single fly gets through.”

Ryan turned to look at Tyrone.

Tyrone gave him a lazy whistle. “Federation regulars? Heard a lot about you.”

Ryan didn’t seem particularly charmed by Tyrone’s casual attitude, but he nodded all the same.

“Good” Margaret straightened. “Work it out between yourselves. Just don’t tear the house down.”

She turned to Timothy. “As for the Royal Guards commander. Handle him. Bring his debt markers—debt collection’s your specialty. If he won’t pay, you know what to do.”

Timothy straightened, his expression sobering. “Rest assured, My Lady.”

Margaret nodded and shifted her gaze to Cheiron. “You’re with me. We’re heading to the Imperial

Compound. I want to personally inspect the coronation arrangements and the venue.”

Lesley had just died. The Cabinet would already be stirring up trouble behind the scenes. The coronation was the linchpin of this entire plan. Nothing could be allowed to go wrong.

“Understood.” Cheiron picked up his jacket from the back of the chair.

Margaret bent down and lifted Norman off her seat.

“Is Norman staying here?” Cheiron asked.

The Aegis Squad had already taken over security. Tyrone and Quentin were both on-site. The villa was, in theory, the safest place for her.

Margaret looked down at Norman. The little one was tilting her head back, staring up at her, both hands clutching tight at the hem of her shirt. She hadn’t said a word, but those gold eyes were brimming with

unease.

Lesley was gone. Margaret was all this child had left in the world. Leaving her alone in a house full of strangers-all of them male-would be cruel.

“She’s not staying.” Margaret took Norman’s hand. “She’s coming with me.”

Cheiron didn’t question it. He turned to arrange the hovercar.

Half an hour later, a heavy armored hovercar bearing the Imperial crest pulled out of the villa. Two Aegis escort vehicles ran ahead and two behind, the convoy cutting a formidable path toward the Imperial Compound in the central district.

Inside the cabin, the space was quiet and spacious. Norman sat beside Margaret, watching the buildings streak past through the reinforced glass, her small hand gripping Margaret’s sleeve the entire time.

“Scared?” Margaret asked, glancing down.

Norman pulled her gaze back from the window. She shook her head, then nodded. “They don’t like me,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “Mother said they all want me dead.”

Margaret patted the back of her hand, “That was before.” Her tone was even but carried an absolute, unyielding weight. “Now I’m here. Anyone who wants you dead-I’ll take them out first.”

Norman tilted her face up and stared at Margaret for a long moment. Then she leaned her head against Margaret’s arm, curling into her like a kitten that had finally found a safe corner.

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