Ch. 320: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 320

Chapter 320

The restaurant was in chaos.

Norah was still eating, enjoying her meal, but Steven and Jace were on high alert.

"Norah, there's a fire! We need to get out now," Steven said urgently.

"Okay."

Norah quickly followed them out of the restaurant.

Since the restaurant was on the first floor, they were able to escape quickly if there was indeed a fire.

In no time, the restaurant was empty.

The guests gathered outside, eager to see where the fire was.

The restaurant owner remained inside.

From outside, Norah could see no smoke, and there was no sign of fire at all.

"What's happening?" The guests, still anxious, asked, "Is there a fire?"

"The alarm went off, it has to be a fire!" someone said.

"Look, it's all sprayed with water!" another guest pointed out.

They were referring to the fire protection system, which had been triggered and sprayed water everywhere.

As the guests discussed the situation, the owner came out, looking embarrassed. "I'm so sorry, everyone. There was an issue with our fire protection system, and the alarm went off. I apologize for the scare!"

The owner bowed to the crowd.

"To make up for the trouble, I'll prepare small gifts for everyone!" he promised.

The guests, relieved that it was just a false alarm, smiled.

"Thank goodness there’s no fire. Safety comes first!" one of them remarked.

The guests were understanding, not pushing the issue further.

They returned to the restaurant, though the power had been cut, leaving the place dim and uninviting.

It wasn’t the best atmosphere for a meal.

Norah hadn’t even finished wiping her mouth when she started to feel uneasy. How could the fire protection system malfunction like this, not only triggering the alarm but also spraying water?

She glanced at their table and saw the dishes had turned into soup.

"Are you done eating?" Steven asked, surprised by the turn of events. "If not, I’ll treat you to the next meal."

"I'm not hungry anymore," Norah replied, though she had an appetite before the disruption. The commotion had completely ruined her mood.

At that moment, the owner came over, holding a small gift. "Miss, I’m truly sorry for the inconvenience. This is a small token from our restaurant. I hope you’ll accept it."

The owner was a gentleman, handing the gift to Norah with both hands.

Meanwhile, in the back kitchen, two people were sneaking around.

"Pretty impressive, right? No need for a real fire, just a little sabotage!" Levi said proudly.

"Are they going to eat here again? Do we need to go to another place to trigger the alarm?" a younger man, who looked like a soldier, asked. He was in his early twenties, honest, but lacking Levi's tricks.

"I'm not sure, but this method works," Levi responded.

"Then let’s keep an eye on them."

Both of them glanced over toward Norah and the others.

"Boss, you're too kind," Norah said as she accepted the small gift. "But I’m curious—what happened with your fire protection system? Do you need help?"

The owner quickly shook his head. "No, no, it’s just a minor malfunction. I’ll have it fixed soon."

Norah turned to Steven and Jace, indicating them. "We have experts here who could help."

The owner continued to refuse, "No, really, I can’t trouble you."

Norah noticed the back kitchen, a place she’d been wary of recently due to the people following her everywhere. She suspected the alarm might have been triggered on purpose.

She moved toward the kitchen.

"Oh no, she’s coming this way!" Levi’s voice was filled with panic.

Seeing Norah approach, he and his companion quickly moved toward the kitchen to hide.

"What's going on?" the man asked, anxiety creeping into his voice. "Why is Madam coming this way? Have we been found out?"

Levi scoffed. "Impossible! We're soldiers. There’s no way she could have figured us out."

"Then why is she heading this way?"

The two men crouched low, trying to remain hidden.

"We should hide first," Levi suggested.

The two quickly tucked themselves into a hidden corner, holding their breath.

"Don’t let her see us. We’ll wait until she leaves."

Norah inspected the fire protection system, noticing a large hole in it.

It was clearly damaged.

The owner, sensing her suspicion, immediately started to explain, "Maybe the waiter accidentally bumped into it, which triggered the alarm."

"Your waiter is that strong?" Norah asked, raising an eyebrow. "This has never happened before, has it?"

The owner stammered, unsure of how to cover up his lie. "This... this is the first time."

Norah surveyed the damage. "It seems your waiter must be very skilled. With that much force, how could he accidentally hit this system?"

She scanned the area but didn’t spot anyone suspicious.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, the chefs had stopped working.

"Have they left yet?"

Levi and his companion hid under a table, obstructed by some equipment, unable to see much in the dim light.

"They shouldn’t have left yet," Frank whispered. "Don’t worry, let’s wait until she leaves. We’re soldiers—we won’t make mistakes."

"Okay," Levi muttered, still tense.