All Engines Go Edward Novels & Stories

At this time, even Paul could not help but want to get angry, but Edward said calmly, "Let's go." "Young Master?" Paul asked in surprise. Edward turned around and said coldly, "Do you want to stay here for the winter if you don't leave?" Paul quickly followed. When they went out, Paul couldn't help looking at Edward. He felt that something was different about the young master. Why did his temper suddenly become better? The two of them got into the car. Edward sat in the back. His eyes were still on the ruins that had been burned by the fire until only a few pieces of the wall remained.

As time flew by, Edward could feel his heartbeat increase by the second. “What do I do? Can I send it to someone else?” he questioned himself but taking a second look at his staff, he was sure there was none to handle the job so well as he would. When it was almost time to leave, Edward took his car and drove to Carlson Empire. Presenting his ID at the gate before he was allowed entrance was something he had not expected. “Hello Mr Frank Edwards, you may please have a seat while you wait on the boss,” Brandon said, taking him into the private launch. “What may I offer you?” Brandon asked.

“How could you keep that secret from me?” “You would’ve told Evan. Besides, Nelson said not to tell you,” I said. Levi’s frown deepened. “It’s honor among ladies.” “Ugh, women,” Edward shook his head. “So are you going to finally pay me for months of childcare without any breaks?” “Well, you couldn’t get him to speak a full sentence,” I teased, bouncing Remus lightly. “Hey, if you wanted a prodigy, you should’ve left him with palace scholars, not some soldier from the farm. He knows all the sounds farm animals make. Consider that progress—and pay up,” Edward held out his hand.

“How is the speed?” “Perfect,” Rasmus bragged. “Can it go faster than me?” Edward asked as he sat behind the wheel. “Well, we can only find out, my Prince.” “How do you move it?” Edward asked, running his fingers on the wheel before turning it left and right. When nothing happened, he glanced at Rasmus with a raised eyebrow.

Marcus, on the other hand, showed no signs of anxiety or sadness, calmly accepting the bad news. "Oh, and Edward, was your grandfather the designer of NV-1966? Antonio said the principles are similar. Is there a cure?" Jessica asked Edward.

“A bit, the night club was a good change of pace.” Edward just nodded but I could already imagine his smile as he started the engine and zoomed off. Now all that remained was to survive Eliza's interrogative like questioning.

He turned to see Ellis marching toward him, furious. “How dare you walk out on my father?” Ellis barked. His words like a heavy slap on Edward. Edward’s face darkened, his eyes turning cold. He didn’t reply. He simply unlocked the car, climbed in, and slammed the door shut. Ellis quickly stepped in front of the car, trying to stop him from leaving, but he didn’t expect what came next. Edward started the engine. His eyes were hard, his grip on the steering wheel tight. Without a second thought, he hit the gas.

said Edward with a cold tone . " What ? Are you serious ?!!! No......Are you sure ? Why would you go to that place filled with guns pointing at you ? We still have a lot of plans to prepare for the upcoming project . I need that smart brain of yours to be on its full capabilities for the next projects . " said Nolan surprised . " ................My grandfather died . " said Edward with a cold tone and a cold expression . " What ?!!! " said Nolan with a shocked expression . Looking at Edward , he could already feel the cold storm in the air .

“It’s Wendy. I feel… I feel her pain.” Edward’s eyes flashed with recognition, then flickered with worry. He knew what the link signified, knew what I felt for her. Without a word, he barked orders. "Get the car ready! Now!" The pack warriors sprung into action. I pushed up to sitting, ignoring the residual throbs in my chest. “I have to get to her,” I said, my voice declaring some of its authority. "Now. Drive!"

Edward drives his Audi R8 out of the parking area. He drives through the night skipping the traffic lights, he arrives at his house and slams the door loudly. An old man meets him halfway through and says to him, “The master would like to meet you in his office. Welcome home Sir.” Edward throws the car keys into his hands and walks through the door, the old man stares at his back and says to himself, “Who has angered the young master so much? He shouldn’t see the old master in this temperament. Considering what, he is about to tell him.”