Galaxy's Only Triple-S: Five Lords Can't Hold Her novel Chapter 234

Chapter 234 His Approach Is Unique

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Cheiron paused, his gray eyes settling on Margaret’s face. “The black market has its methods, but military- grade defenses at this level are a whole different caliber. If he gets pinned down in there, Darien will have the opening he needs to come after you.”

He wasn’t worried about Quentin. He was worried about the fallout hitting Margaret.

He offered, “I could have someone from the Academy of Sciences cut the perimeter network under the pretext of a maintenance inspection.”

“No need.” Margaret sank deeper into the sofa. “Anyone who crawled out of the black market without a few tricks up their sleeve died a long time ago. He said half an hour. He won’t need thirty-one minutes.”

Cheiron didn’t push further. The corner of his mouth curved slightly.

Before the words had fully settled, Margaret’s Holo-bracelet buzzed against her wrist. The holographic feed projected automatically into the air.

The footage was slightly unsteady, angled from above-Quentin was clearly suspended upside down from some ventilation duct or ceiling panel.

In the frame, Darien and Craig stood outside a massive alloy vault door. Craig leaned on his cane, insisting that even the Aegis Squad would need half a day to break through. Darien straightened his tie, looking thoroughly pleased with himself.

Quentin’s voice came through the comms, pitched low enough that only Margaret and Cheiron could hear. “Twenty men outside the door. Thermal net’s been bypassed.”

Margaret raised an eyebrow and matched his volume. “They didn’t catch on?”

“No.” Quentin’s breathing was as steady as if he were out for a walk. “I rerouted the backup power. They think it was a standard system test.”

Cheiron’s hands paused mid-motion, a flicker of surprise crossing his gray eyes. The Academy of Sciences system he took such pride in had been infiltrated without a single ripple.

“Is the crown secured?” Margaret asked.

The camera flipped sharply, Quentin had dropped from his elevated position to the floor. The feed now showed a transparent climate-controlled display case, and inside it, resting silently, lay a crown woven from dark gold vines and set with pigeon-blood rubies.

“The lock’s a bit tricky” Quentin’s voice still carried no inflection. “Biometric verification plus a thirty-six- digit dynamic passcode.”

“You can’t crack it?” Margaret sat up straighter.

“It’s already open.” Quentin’s tone didn’t change. “I cut through the base of the display case. Taking the whole thing with me”

Margaret stared at the feed. Cheiron did the same.

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That was his solution? Couldn’t open the lock, so he didn’t bother-just took the entire cabinet along with

A faint metallic snap came through the audio, and then the camera was moving fast, Quentin already in

retreat.

No alarms. No footsteps. It was so quiet it barely registered as a heist.

The feed cut. Margaret pressed her fingers to her temple, but the grin tugging at the corner of her mouth was impossible to suppress.

She loved this-the brutal simplicity of it. Thirty-six-digit dynamic passcodes and biometric scans—all of it rendered completely meaningless in the face of brute physical force.

“His approach is… unique,” Cheiron said with a quiet laugh, lifting the last snowberry to Margaret’s lips, There was a note of genuine appreciation in his voice. “But effective.”

Margaret bit into the fruit, her mood significantly improved.

Darien was probably sitting in his office right now, swirling a glass of red wine, waiting for her to come groveling. He had no idea his ace in the hole had just been pried right off its pedestal and hauled straight out of the building. The look on his face when he found out was going to be spectacular.

Cheiron glanced at the time. “We should head back and wait for him. If we linger here too long, Victor’s people will start speculating.”

Margaret stood and stretched, her spine cracking twice. She bent down and scooped Norman up from the carpet. The child wrapped her arms obediently around Margaret’s neck, a particle pistol still clutched in one small hand.

Margaret said, “Give the gun back to Ryan.”

“Ryan said I could keep it.” Norman blinked her gold eyes.

Margaret glanced at the weapon. No energy cartridge. Just a metal shell. Ryan knew how to win over a

child.

“Fine. Hold onto it.”

The convoy retraced its route. When they passed through the compound gates this time, Colin and his Guards Battalion had vanished. The barriers were still in place, but no one moved to stop them,

Margaret leaned against the window, watching the cityscape blur past, her mind already turning over the

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