Galaxy's Only Triple-S: Five Lords Can't Hold Her novel Chapter 58

Chapter 58 Hello Dear

Chapter 58 Hello Dear

“Ms. Blair, I’ve made my choice. The one in the western suburbs.“

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No sooner had the message gone out than Primo piped up, unable to help itself. “Host, aren’t you going to look at the other two? What if they’re even better?”

Margaret walked over to the couch, sat down, and leaned back. “What’s the rush? All three are under my name anyway. I can stay in this one today, switch to another next month, move whenever I feel like it.”

Primo shut up.

Her Holo bracelet buzzed. Irene shot back a quick reply: “Received, Ms. Greene. I’ll start processing your move right away. Fresh ingredients will arrive before 10:00 AM tomorrow. Your personal aircraft will take about seven business days to dispatch. Until then, the Female Protection Center will cover all your travel costs in full.”

A second message came hot on its heels.

“Also, just a reminder: please update your current address in the matching email sent by the Central Brain as soon as possible, so your five matches can reach you in a timely manner.”

Margaret tapped out a short response. “Got it. Thanks.”

She switched out of StarChat and opened her email. That message with the subject line “3S-class female Match List” was still sitting at the top.

At the very bottom was a red address entry box. She stared at it for a few seconds. All she had to do was fill it in, and those five men at the top of the Interstellar Era’s food chain would get an instant notification. She wasn’t sure why, but it made her a little nervous.

Her finger hovered over the screen for a moment. Then she quickly typed in the coordinates for the western suburbs villa and hit send.

Primo rubbed its hands together in excitement. “Host, who do you think will show up first?”

Margaret yawned. “Whoever.”

But her brain inconveniently dredged up the words Baar had left her with before walking out of Cheiron’s place.

“When you move into your new house, I’ll be the first one there.”

“Ding.” Her Holo-bracelet chimed. Not an email. A StarChat message.

Margaret raised her wrist. A new message had popped up on the screen, from Timothy, the friend request she’d just approved. His profile picture showed a little sun rising over the ocean. It looked like a child’s drawing, with a smiley face on the sun.

line of text.

She opened the chat. There was just one line of text.

“Hello dear, this is Timothy. I’ve received your address information. I will arrive before 8:00 PM tomorrow. I very much look forward to meeting you.”

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Margaret sat bolt upright, all traces of drowsiness gone. He sure got comfortable with that title fast.

She stared at the screen, at that opening line so blunt it made her teeth ache. Her finger hovered over the virtual keyboard, but she couldn’t type a single word.

What to reply? “Hello”? “See you tomorrow”? Or “stop calling me dear”? In the end, she didn’t reply at all. She just closed the chat.

“Host, he called you dear!” Primo sounded way too pleased about this. “And he’s an elite! Tomorrow night at 8:00. Should you prepare anything?”

“Prepare what? A broom? Pepper spray? He’s supposed to be 3S class. Why do I get the feeling this guy isn’t legit?”

A wave of fatigue suddenly swept over Margaret. She headed upstairs to the bedroom wing.

Up there, a row of rooms stretched out, each one spacious and fully outfitted. She chose one that seemed set apart from the others and looked like the master suite. Right in the middle stood an enormous bed, big enough to sleep four people with room to spare. The linens were already in place-a muted grey-blue that felt impossibly soft under her fingers.

“Wow, host, this bed is massive. It could fit seven people!”

Margaret couldn’t help but laugh. “Where did you get seven? Are you counting yourself?”

“Heh!”

She waved off Primo, kicked off her shoes, and flopped onto the mattress.

She conked out instantly. No twisted nightmares from the original owner’s memories. No system chattering nonstop in her head.

When she finally blinked awake, the sun was already high in the sky outside the window.

The climate control system had kept the room at a perfect temperature. Margaret rolled over in bed, groped around for her Holo bracelet, and squinted at the time.

It was 9:30 AM already!

다.

She’d barely finished getting ready and made it downstairs when the doorbell rang, right on cue.

She walked to the front door and pulled up the security feed. A truck bearing the Empire’s insignia was parked outside. Two workers in uniform were stacking boxes onto a cart.

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