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Outcast Omega Pampered by the Alpha General novel Chapter 298

Chapter 298 The Whitmores Played Themselves

Who would not want a cute but violently powerful Greedy Wolf kitty mecha that artillery could not pierce, attacks could not break, and size could change freely?

Taking ten thousand steps back…

Little Master Julian was also beautiful.

How beautiful?

Beautiful enough that even seated among a group of gorgeous Omegas, everyone would still notice him at first glance.

“I hate this so much!”

An Alpha spoke with righteous indignation.

His companion asked what he hated.

The Alpha said, “I hate that my surname is not Ashford, that I never became a general, and that I do not have a badass Little Gentleman like Little Master Julian, whose beauty is actually his least impressive talent.”

His companion: “…”

Your ambition is so far-reaching that we mortals cannot compare.

Netizens and cadets were feasting on gossip,

Most officers were red-eyed with envy.

Lawmakers and nobles were shocked, helpless, and full of regret.

As for Harold’s team of five, who had been stacked by Orion?

Kaya was the least injured.

She could still sit up.

She was shocked, and a little envious that Orion owned Greedy Wolf.

That was all.

After all, she did not know Julian well.

The remaining four, every single one of them, looked as if they had eaten shit.

Harold and Caelan had several broken ribs.

Harold remembered sending people to assassinate Julian. Not only had none of them returned, but the Seventh Legion had suffered too, forcing him to hand over Zerath.

Caelan remembered standing by and watching Julian die, and his earlier ruthless humiliation of him.

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Chapter 298 The Whitmores Played Themselves

Now his chest burned with pain, and blood kept rising in his throat.

Orion had gone hard on him.

His injuries were light, but the pain was severe.

Yet compared with Louis and Tristan, those two were still lightly injured.

Tristan had the weakest constitution of the five. Not only had Orion punched him hard, he had also been, stacked second from the bottom and forced to suffer several impacts.

To put it bluntly, even breathing hurt.

The blood at the corner of his mouth had not dried once.

He did not understand.

He did not understand how Julian could have any connection to Orion.

They were clearly people from two different worlds.

If Tristan still could not think clearly, then Louis, who was trapped underneath him, finally understood everything.

Orion, that bastard.

Louis had wondered why Orion cared when he sent Julian flowers.

He had wondered why Orion punished him and forbade him from approaching Julian.

Fine.

So noble.

So impressive.

That was your wife.

Why didn’t you say so earlier?

You played mute, refused to explain, and then when I wanted him, you beat me.

You beat me half to death.

Taking ten thousand steps back, did Orion have no fault at all?

Breathing hurt.

Swallowing hurt.

Orion Ashford.

Natural-born 3S-rank.

The Empire’s youngest general of two legions.

The late queen’s son.

Heir to the Ashford family.

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Chapter 298 The Whitmores Played Themselves

Even more outrageous…

He also held a claim to the throne.

Finished

And there was his public support, blazing like the sun, enough to make the council and nobles afraid.

Not only could Sebastian not afford to offend him, the Whitmore family could not afford to offend him.

Even the Rockefeller family, their powerful backer, would have to avoid his edge.

“He… If he followed Orion, then he followed Orion. Why didn’t he say so earlier?”

Sebastian turned toward his wife, Sylvia Whitmore.

The regret in his heart finally found an outlet and rushed toward this elegant, gentle Omega who rarely even raised her voice.

“Look. Look at this. I told you before to persuade Julian properly and bring him back. Now look what happened…”

Sylvia should have looked at her husband in disbelief.

Or perhaps defended herself softly.

But she did neither.

She did not even raise her head.

Because her terminal had lit up.

Just now, the long-silent app had sent a message.

Her test results were out.

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