Elmer looked at the exquisitely packaged alcohol and felt an urge to cry. He just sat there in stunned


    silence till someone nudged him. It was only then that he managed one of the most stilted smiles


    before saying, “Really? I’m so honored. Thank you, Carlos. Bottoms up.”


    Debbie didn’t understand what Carlos was doing.


    She wanted to ask him, but she felt too embarrassed to ask with so many people present.


    At the table, Carlos barely said a word. Most of the time he just sat there Listening to the others talk


    about business, which was normal for him. He was known to Listen more than talk. The one thing


    seemed weird was that he kept asking the waiter to fill Elmer’s ss


    It baffled everyone except Elmer himself. He got it the moment Frankie came with the alcohol-Carlos


    was getting his revenge for the time Elmer tried to stick Debbie with a multi-million-dor bill for alcohol.


    Revenge is a dish best served cold-or in this case, chilled to perfection. And Carlos could be very cold


    indeed.


    Debbie didn’t realize it until Carlos brought up the contracts between


    Hilton Group and Elmer’spany.


    Directly and indirectly, Carlos was saying that Elmer had made a lot of money doing business with


    Hilton Group. So Elmer, sweating bullets, finally came out with, “Dinner’s on me. Everybody, enjoy.”


    “Thank you, Elmer.” Again, Carlos spoke before Debbie did.


    At this point, a steamed fish dish was brought to the guests. The waiter intended to turn the table so


    that the dish was in front of


    Carlos with the fish’s head pointing at him. But when the dish was about to stop in front of him, Carlos


    turned the table further and made it stop when the fish’s head was pointing at Debbie. The waiter was


    taken aback. He hadn’t expected Carlos to do that, but under the circumstances, he had to think fast,


    so he looked at Debbie, and recited what he was supposed to say to Carlos-“If a fish’s head points at


    you, your every desire shalle true.”


    The situation got even weirder. People shifted ufortably in their seats. Debbie smiled awkwardly


    and tried to lighten the mood.


    “Why


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    Calros, are you bribing me to toast you?” she asked.


    Carlos gave a faint smile.


    “You work for me. Do I need to bribe you?” he said.


    Debbie was even more embarrassed. ‘God, sometimes he can be so hateful.’ She picked up her ss


    and replied, “Of course not. Carlos this ss is a toast to you. Thank you for helping me at work.”


    She was trying to make her rtionship with Carlos sound more official and less personal.


    “And after work too. Aren’t you thankful for that?”


    Carlos observed.


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    Debbie felt her face was burning up with embarrassment.


    “Thank you!


    Thank you very much!” she said with a forced smile, draining her ss in one gulp.


    By now, everyone got the gist of Carlos’ remarks.