Edward Diner Novels & Stories

Kaivan was right; he'd go crazy if he had a chatty brother like Edward. Not wanting to waste much time, Richard stopped the argument between Edward and Kaivan. They then hurried to the car to have lunch at Chiltern Firehouse, a famous restaurant that was a favorite among Londoners. "So, what do we need to discuss here?" Kaivan asked when they were at the restaurant, waiting for their food to be served. "First off, I want to apologize to Richard. Looks like I've got some karma coming my way," Edward's statement immediately raised the others' eyebrows in confusion.

Is he a mind reader or something? I took my eyes off of Dylan until we reached a door where I saw a familiar face. I’ve seen him once in Yuichi’s office before and if I’m not mistaken, his name is Edward. “Good morning, ma’am Christine. I’m Edward Fernandez,” he greeted with a smile. “If you tire of Dylan’s ugly face, I can replace him as your personal butler anytime.” Dylan cursed at Edward before opening the door with his keycard. When we entered, I saw Yuichi who seemed to be just sleeping. He looks handsome.

“What, you think I’m an alien?” “No, I just thought… you wouldn’t like that kind of food.” Edward laughed. “Who said that? I’m a foodie, you know. Sorry, I’m not like Eireen who always has to eat in fancy restaurants or aesthetic cafés. I’ll eat anything—as long as it tastes good!” Thea smiled, this time more freely. Edward continued, “Back in college, there were tons of international food stalls right in front of the gate. It was a paradise for broke students like us.”

"Eating well is a blessing. Besides, Macie, you're too small. You should eat more. Lunch is on me." Macie smiled but said nothing. All she wanted was to finish quickly and leave before Edward saw her. A few booths away, separated by three rows, Sharon swirled her wine glass and looked at Edward. "Edward, was your morning busy? Are you tired?" "Not too busy," Edward answered absentmindedly, sipping his wine. "Then why do you seem so distracted? You're not secretly worrying about me, are you?" Sharon joked. Edward snapped out of his daze and focused on her. His mind had been filled with Macie ever since he stepped into the restaurant.

"Where are you? It's time for dinner. Do you want me to pick you up?" "No, just text me the address. I'll come by myself." Brielle refused. Her father texted her the address soon. It was quite a high—grade restaurant. She packed her bags and got on a taxi. Not far away, a black business car had just set off. In the car, Edward sat by the window, supporting his chin with the back of his hand. No one could read his mind through his indifferent amber eyes. At the entrance of the restaurant, just as the business car left, a taxi stopped and a slender woman pushed open the door and got off the car.

and it looked like the perfect spot to grab a bite to eat. They parked the car and walked inside, taking in the cozy atmosphere of the diner. The place was packed, but they managed to snag a booth in the corner. A friendly waitress named Betty came over to take their order. Edna ordered a cheeseburger and fries, Marcus ordered pancakes, Derek ordered a club sandwich, and Mr. Lancaster ordered a Caesar salad.

, he greeted him and he just nodded because he wasn't in the mood to engage in any sort of conversation at the moment. “I am Edward Clinton, the manager of the diner.”, he introduced himself with a slight bow and Sebastian 's eyes widened slightly with realisation. “Nice to meet you Sir.”, he said with a smile. “You too Mr Edward.”, he replied, offering him a handshake and they shook hands. “I noticed you've been sitting in here for almost two hours. I hope there is no problem Sir?”, he asked with official concern. “No, not at all, I'll take my leave very soon.”, he told him and the man was surprised as he scanned the empty table with his eyes.

both she and Andrew replied adamantly and at the same time. “Okay. That Mrs. Holland that owns the diner was an old friend of Edward and Miranda,” Will began. “When he wasn’t working, Edward used to come in, smoke and drink coffee all day. Helen said the last time they saw him was in April or so.” “That fits roughly with when he came to New York City looking for my brother,” Andrew corroborated. It also fit the mental profile he’d established about Montero and the kind of places he’d have felt comfortable.

I laughed and said, "You'd better save the majority for me. I'll come looking for it." "I don't think you'll find any, but I can try," he grinned. "You should do that and keep it away from Lance. If he sees that, he will not leave us anything." I told, As I resumed my run. I arrived at my restaurant, a family diner, hurriedly changed into my waitress outfit, and began serving tables. While doing so, I noticed Edward and his buddies, as well as Charlotte, waiting for someone to come take their orders at one of the tables.

“And stop hugging around. You will scare people away.” “You didn’t tell me about your girlfriend, Leonard. I would have made this place colorful if I had known. I just wanted to annoy you” Dustin said. Leonard was speechless. He was about to talk when Eddie’s voice came in. “Hi, I’m Eddie and I’m working under Mr Lee. We aren’t…. dating” Eddie uttered with a pursed lips. She didn’t noticed that Leonard’s eyes turned darker as her gaze was only on Dustin who already gave her an unapologetic look.