Victory Point Cafe Mga Nobela at Kwento

he added. "I think I need to record this so I can do a printout and frame it," Nathan responded, and they eventually burst into loud laughter, with no one around staring weirdly at them as though they had interrupted the peace of the environment. The local café wasn't the kind of place you'd find a wealthy businessman visit. But it was the kind of place to hide affairs. Looking around, since it was his first time, Victor could see that there were no polished marble floors or expensive chandeliers. Instead, it only had wooden tables, mismatched chairs, exposed brick walls, and large windows - perfect enough for the afternoon sunlight to spill across the room.

Sarah gave her bags to her driver and led her entourage to the Second Cup Cafe. An exclusive cafe that provides privacy to their customers making it the hotspot for the rich and famous people to mingle with each other. They take their security seriously and so this place can only be accessible with a card which is issue out personally so no media and paparazzi can budge in and invade. Even Waitresses who are employed here undergo training and background checks. Sarah and the ladies made their order and while waiting Sarah's phone rings. She excuse herself on the corridor and picked the call. " I hope the only reason you are calling me is to tell me you have gotten those tickets"

It’s like he’s about to rip Justin's head off. “Adam, we should go with them,” Chloe demands. She jumps to my side and swirls her arms around mine. Adam is not refusing but there is a hesitation in his eyes that I can feel. Why is he acting like this? We arrive at the same shop I usually go to. It is called Jenny Café. It is well-known for its wooden theme interior design and old-school vibes. All of us step in. I order coffee latté and the three of them order brewed coffee.

She asked if there was anything I needed, and while I shook my head, Victor nodded with a wink, but I dragged him out of there before he could even do anything with her. Now we’re sitting in a cafe next to the bank where Soph works, waiting for her, with Victor yawning as though he’s been sitting here for hours when it’s only been five minutes. The cafe is small and dainty, with a flower theme that’ll rival a flower shop. There are even live butterflies, flapping their beautiful wings and landing on flowers as visually appealing as they are. I can’t help but think the theme is the main reason why Victor has a problem being here.

“Did something happen?” “We’ve arrived, ma’am,” the driver said as he pulled up in front of the cafe. Aria had never felt more grateful. She could kiss the man right now. Café Noir was a high‑end café with big glass windows, dark wood, greenery, and people in tailored coats pretending they weren’t watching each other over flat whites. Inside, a hostess greeted Victoria by name and led them to a small table by the window. “Your usual?” the hostess asked.

Gavin smiled happily as he pulled out and drove out of the parking lot. “The café we are going is a big tradition for this town. Everyone knows of it and you cant leave town without at least having a coffee from there. They have special office meeting spaces upstairs so the crowd wont bother us.” Gavin spoke highly of Mama Chika's Café. “I have never heard of it.” Asrar spoke the truth. He was a multi million dollar restaurant company that stretched from one end of the world to the other. He has never heard of this small café. Well to be fair he didn’t care for the cafe's he has come across. They where there own thing in the restaurant world where he was a full sports bar, family orientated

He’d come clean about everything when this was all over. Just before he hit the inner border, Kade pulled over to a small roadside cafe he often stopped by when he was travelling. The food was awful, but the coffee was strong and the ladies who ran it weren’t shy with the whiskey they laced Kade’s coffee with. He felt he needed that cup of coffee right now to prepare for what was to come. The cafe had been set up in an old cottage with whitewash walls and a roof of slate tiles. It had once been a thatched roof but after the third time the roof caught fire, someone finally stuck something a bit less combustible on it. Since then, it had served truckers and weary drivers as a place to stop and

She was sick and tired of everyone gossiping about her constantly. Brooke reached the cafe and saw Beth and Steve were already waiting for him at their table under a huge umbrella. It was their reserved spot, to the left of the door of the cafe. The cafe had a big front yard, many tables situated around, and inside was a huge dining hall. It served as both a cafe and a bakery. The cafe was previously a house, which had been converted into a cafe when the last owners died. Miles Longhorn, one of the veterans, had bought the place to start his business and try to settle into civilian life. It was an instant hit among the locals. More so for Brooke and the gang because it was kind of a midpoint

Such a fun chapter!! Chapter 11 - Colton Hastings doesn't get jealous. ~~~ Café Day was a small coffee and cupcake shop that sold reasonable yet extremely delicious creamy and unhealthy food. It was exactly what anyone would need on a hot Sunday morning. Starbucks was just a few blocks away from it, still, Café Day was never short of customers. The majority of students preferred Café Day due to its not-so-soaring-the-sky rates. Plus they rarely wrote the names on the cups wrong.

Brian's POV The waiter arrived with the coffee I ordered as he served it in front of me. He left as I sipped my coffee waiting for Jasper. The cafe is in the far end of the town and I made a VIP reservation just for our meetings. I kicked against meeting in a club because anyone can see you. Clubs are no longer safe for important people like me. I waited patiently for him for sometime before I saw him making his way into the cafe through the rear glass. I stood up and moved to a less noticeable place and sat on the chair.