Alvin's scumbag behavior, and the scene that looked like something straight out of Sex and the City, sent Old Cage into a rage.
Fox's pregnancy had made the old man think the school finally had a proper heir.
It wasn't that he didn't like little Ginny. It was just that she was a silly optimist, and there was always a chance she wouldn't graduate.
Nick and Jessica went without saying. That whole family was a bunch of academic deadbeats.
Now that a new "mini-me" was on the way, Old Cage felt he might live a few years longer.
He thought it was his duty to watch the unborn baby grow up and keep him from following in his father's footsteps.
The world was changing, and the school was undergoing enormous changes too. Maybe twenty years from now, it would need a completely different leader.
Who could be more suitable than Alvin's own child?
Old Cage had always stubbornly believed that Alvin wasted most of his energy on Hell's Kitchen.
Compared with those vicious gangs, the students at the school deserved more attention.
This legendary scholar decided to seek out a few old friends and personally teach the "mini-me," to keep Alvin's no-good son from corrupting him.
Education had to start young. Alvin's child needed special attention from the moment he was conceived!
Wiping the drool from his face, Alvin watched helplessly as the furious Old Cage led the "frail" Fox into his office and summoned a few "experienced" older ladies to give Fox a lesson on pregnancy.
For good measure, Shirley, who was heavily pregnant, got the same special treatment.
Alvin looked at Professor Wilson beside him and said helplessly, "Has Old Cage gone crazy?
Fox is my wife, and the baby in her belly is mine!"
Professor Wilson watched