Outcast Omega Pampered by the Alpha General novel Chapter 122

Julian suddenly spoke

“Maybe you should take him in.”

Tristan, still feeling wrong all over, broke out in a cold sweat.

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Then Julian continued, “I think his brain and ears both have issues. His brain doesn’t work. His ears don’t hear. His eyes might be defective too. Since your family owns a hospital, you may as well give him a full- body exam.”

Tristan said, “?”

This time, the cold sweat stopped.

Anger replaced it.

“Julian Shaw, what the hell is that supposed to mean? Don’t think you’re amazing just because you got lucky once!”

Julian looked confused.

“Not really. You’re so weak that beating you didn’t feel impressive.”

Tristan said, “?”

He wanted to stand.

Unfortunately, his legs were still soft. He could only sit on the couch and glare at Julian, his breathing growing heavier.

“Tristan, are you all right? Tristan!”

Sylvia quickly helped her precious son catch his breath.

The student affairs chief instructor, who had watched enough drama, hurriedly coughed a few times.

Julian Shaw, stop provoking Tristan Whitmore. Tristan’s guardian is already here. Where is yours?”

Julian thought about it.

Then he lifted Ruin from his shoulder, placed the wolf cub on the office desk, and thoughtfully adjusted its position so it faced Sylvia directly.

Ruin immediately puffed up its chest.

“Awoo!”

Sylvia said nothing.

The chief instructor said nothing.

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Who invited a spirit form to a parent meeting?

He slapped the desk out of hábit.

“Julian, take this seriously. You assaulted an Alpha student–cough, an Alpha upperclassman. This is a

serious matter.”

Julian looked at the instructor.

Then at Tristan.

He was about to say beating Tristan did not need to be taken seriously. Looking down on him from the side was enough.

Then a familiar “meow” sounded from outside the door.

At the same time, a familiar mechanical female voice rang out.

“Who hit our little Julian? Which blind Alpha did it? An Alpha bullying a Beta? That is a serious violation of academy discipline!”

Sir Waffles, wearing its old camera, strutted into the office, jumped onto the desk, and began filming Julian’s face up close.

“Look at this! His face is injured! If it had shifted a little, it could have damaged his brain. Severe punishment. This must be punished severely…”

R was still passionately ranting through the camera when Anne awkwardly leaned closer to Sir Waffles.

“Dean, it wasn’t the Alpha who beat Julian. Julian beat the Alpha…”

R said, “?”

Everyone said nothing.

The R who had been cursing one second earlier paused.

Then she said without shame, “That’s still unacceptable. How can an Alpha take the initiative to fight a Beta? That is bullying our Beta!”

Anne covered her face and whispered again, “Dean, about that… Julian was the one who made the first

move.”

R said nothing.

Was everyone playing with her?

After thinking for a second, R gave up.

“Tired. Too lazy to make excuses. Anyway, I believe our little Julian is definitely fine.”

“Meow!”

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Sir Waffles meowed in agreement.

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Finished

The chief instructor looked at the wolf cub.

Then at the Maine Coon.

He was just about to ask which one was actually Julian’s guardian when someone knocked at the door.

“Sorry, I’m late. I’m here on behalf of Julian Shaw’s legal guardian to pick him up.”

Serena Rhodes, with long wavy hair, stood at the doorway looking effortlessly gentie.

The chief instructor said nothing.

So who exactly was this child’s guardian?

After one ridiculous mix–up after another, Sylvia ended up sitting across from a wolf cub, a Maine Coon, and Healer Serena Rhodes, whom she had met once before.

The chief instructor quickly summarized the situation for both sides. Then he seriously criticized Julian and Tristan, emphasizing that fighting on campus was absolutely forbidden.

So Julian and Tristan both received a 5000–word reflection essay.

As for making Julian, the one who hit someone, apologize to Tristan-

the chief instructor did not have the nerve to say it.

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