Confession Restaurant Novels & Stories

The conference room was packed with doctors from every department, each one poised for the case review. I cleared my throat, started up the prepared PowerPoint, and began. "This case is for Jason Hamilton, male, five years old. He was first diagnosed at age three and has been on dialysis for two years now..." As I spoke, murmurs started among the crowd. I turned to the large screen behind me, realizing something was wrong. To my horror, my patient report was swapped out for a presentation called "Confession of an Affair”.

"This is incredible." "I know. I'm very good at my job." "You're perfect at your job. This is better than anything I've ever had at a restaurant." "Don't let the hospital cafeteria hear you say that. They'll be devastated." "The hospital cafeteria once tried to pass off gray meat as 'pot roast.' I think they'll survive my betrayal." He took another bite, making appreciative sounds that were doing things to Maya's insides. "You're going to spoil me. I'm never going to be able to eat normal food again."

Luther got bolder after that, his words sharper by the second. A smile tugged at Rachel's mouth, like she was laughing at us for not knowing our place. "People this unethical should be kicked out of the company. We can't let them drag us down." The second she finished, a voice came from the conference room door. "Oh? Who are you kicking out?" It was my dad. When he saw me, he smiled. Rachel thought it was for her. She stood right away and greeted him in a sweet voice. "Mr. Malone, we have two interns who refuse to learn and even tried to steal someone else's work."

I sat in my car while repeating her expression after the conversation she heard and I don't know how can I correct it no matter what. Will it change if I confess? But I need to be honest like her friend said. I need to be honest with myself before saying anything to her. Yes! I thought nodding to myself before driving away and it took longer time to reach my place because of the traffic and found the restaurant packed with the customers and that is mainly because of her streaming about the restaurant dishes and will soon do one for the restaurant exclusively but I don't know whether she will do it anymore as we didn't sign any contract.

And she knew exactly where to start. Melissa’s lips curled into a sly smile. If Kaitlyn wanted to play this game, then she was more than ready to play; and she was prepared to win, no matter the cost. **************** Classic Restaurant On one bright Saturday evening, Melissa was celebrating the success of her recently signed endorsement for a fashion magazine with her close friends. She was treating them to one of the city’s fanciest and recently trending restaurants, which had recently opened and was located in one of the prestigious districts in the city. The restaurant was known for its exclusive customers and luxurious serene aura and menu, which makes it a perfect place for her to rebu

Stella thought for a moment and nodded. “Brother Tristan, where are you now? Emily is also eating with us. If you are not far away, why don’t you come and join us.” Stella did not expect that Alice would also come, so she agreed directly. If she knew that Alice was also coming here, she would certainly not let them come over. After all, she did not like Alice so much. “We are the Delight Restaurant.” Hearing Stella’s answer, Tristan was relieved. “That’s great. We are just in time. We will come over, we are in the Delight Restaurant.” There weren’t many private and RK had booked the best Private room in the Delight Restaurant.

Her beautiful, skeptical eyes connected with his. Chase covered her hand with his on his stomach. “I’m not bein’ a tough guy to impress you, Ava. I get the shit beat outta me by bulls on a weekly basis, so I’ve usually got pain one place or another.” He stepped back. “You hungry?” “Yes, and please tell me you’ve got a real restaurant in mind and not just a stop at the Qwickie Mart for more sunflower seeds and licorice.” He grinned. “There’s a glimpse of that snooty California girl, but as a matter of fact, I’ve heard about this supper club called Steak’n a Claim.”

*** “Miss Steffy, we're here.” Bastian told Stella. The Rodriguez family car has parked perfectly in front of the lobby of the luxury restaurant La Vida. Stella looked at the exquisite building in front of her eyes in awe. “Is this the La Vida restaurant, Bastian?” “That's right, Miss,” Bastian replied, he followed the direction of Stella's eyes. “This place is a La Vida restaurant located in Birmingham Square, as you say.” Stella did not respond to Bastian's remarks. She felt ashamed as well as not confident.

Leo was aware of this change but didn’t want to draw any line between them—at least not tonight, he thought. “Okay, I’ll admit my wrongs, ma’am. The owner of the mystery restaurant where we are now sitting is my friend, and I come here whenever I’m in LA. Not telling you that is my only offense, ma'am,” Leo said with his left hand on his chest and his right hand raised like he was taking an oath. Ellen laughed at his theatrics. “Oh, now you concede that you have indeed gone against the law,” she said, playing along.

She might had winked at me if she wasn't here for serious business. "Is there something you would like to confess?" My lips thinned into a straight line. That familiar ache of guilt pulling at my chest. This was judgement, and I could not escape it now. "I sold the restaurant." I confessed, my voice so low, even I struggled to hear myself. The small anger in Valerie's face disappeared slowly, and was replaced with a look of confusion, before something like hurt flicker through. She inhaled sharply, and I suddenly felt like the most selfish person in the world.