The BBQ place was a short walk from the office.
With Mr. Sterling there, everyone was too shy to speak, creating an awkward silence.
I had no choice but to play host. I raised my glass and toasted Mr. Sterling first.
"Mr. Sterling, thank you for the promotion. I wouldn't be where I am today without you..."
Mr. Sterling raised his glass to clink with mine. His gesture was so elegant it seemed out of place in the casual setting.
After that, I went around toasting with my colleagues.
The ice was broken, and the atmosphere finally loosened up. But all that drinking was starting to get to me.
When the party wound down, my colleagues called cabs one by one and left.
I was about to call a ride for myself when a black Maybach pulled up in front of me.
The rear window rolled down, revealin
