Sorry, I'm the Final Boss Now novel Chapter 130

The other teachers’ eyes widened in disbelief.

“Are you serious? Someone can actually control The Killer?”

“The Killer is trying to learn? That’s terrifying!”

“Could it be puppy love? That’s not a good influence!”

The teacher who had just finished his class took a sip of coffee. “I don’t think so. The Killer didn’t say a word, just kept nodding. He was completely subdued.”

Meanwhile, the Class One group chat was blowing up. Someone had managed to snap a quick photo of the incident—a picture of Marguerite pinching Aaron’s ear. In it, the girl’s face was exquisitely beautiful, while the usually ferocious boy wore a fawning smile never seen before.

The photo quickly made its way to the main Westside High group chat.

The entire school was in shock.

RubberDuckie: [It’s been so long since I saw the boss smile!]

NoTissues4U: [She’s the first woman to ever pinch the boss’s ear!]

ShowerDoorOptional: [You guys need to read fewer bad boy romance novels!]

Sleepyhead: [She has to be his girlfriend. I can’t believe his girlfriend is that gorgeous!]

TacoBelle: [Is this a novel coming to life? The bad boy and the beauty, I ship it!]

[Shipping everything will be the death of you all. That’s our boss’s sister! And she’s my angel, Marguerite!]

Yellow posted in the chat.

Unfortunately, few people believed him, since no one had ever heard of Aaron having a sister.

SadSow: [I ship Yellow and the angel Marguerite!]

PlsDontYell: [@Yellow, don’t think we can’t tell that SadSow is your alt account!]

Yellow: [It’s not, I swear! SadSow, say something!]

SadSow: [I’m not his alt!]

The principal laughed. “And you think Pinecrest High will take him? Don’t be ridiculous. Who are you to him?”

Transferring from Westside to Pinecrest was no simple feat. He remembered a student years ago who had tried to transfer. Despite having excellent grades, Pinecrest had rejected him. It took pulling some major strings to finally get him in. Looking back now, he regretted ever approving that transfer. That student’s name was George, and the contributions he now made to Pinecrest made this principal green with envy. Westside was technically his alma mater too, right? Ungrateful brat.

Theobald disliked the principal’s vibe. “We’re Aaron’s family,” he said, his voice flat. “Just process the paperwork on your end. We’ll handle things with Pinecrest.”

The principal sized up the man in the tailored black suit, then glanced at the beautiful young woman who had just walked in. Were these Aaron’s wealthy relatives? From his psycho mother’s side, or somewhere else?

“The paperwork can be processed, of course. It’s just that…”

Theobald and Marguerite frowned in unison. Just what? Hadn’t they been trying to expel Aaron before? Now that he wanted to leave, why were they holding him back?

“If you have something to say, just say it,” Theobald said, his tone hardening. He rolled the rosary beads on his right wrist, his presence suddenly imposing.

The stout principal felt a wave of pressure but blinked and continued, “It’s just that, before… Aaron hit me…”

He was cut off by a frantic knock on the door. “Sir, it’s an emergency! Aaron and Jordon are fighting again!”

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