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appreciate them like he would,” Eddie said as he gazed longingly at the picture of his new<br />

custom-made Marini shoes. These tasseled loafers were glazed a deep lapis blue, a<br />

process that took up to four weeks to achieve in Marini’s Rome atelier, and the<br />

shoemaker, Carlo, had been sending him teaser photos of the progress all through the<br />

month.<br />

“You will have them by this weekend,” Carlo promised.<br />

Eddie ended his call, pulled up his pants, flushed the toilet, and walked back to the<br />

Lookout—the casual eatery with sweeping views of the nature reserve where Singapore’s<br />

oldest and most exclusive country club was situated. * Returning to the table where<br />

members of his extended family had gathered for a luncheon hosted by his aunt Felicity,<br />

he asked his wife, Fiona, “Did you order me the beef satay and the chicken rice?”<br />

“No one’s ordered yet,” Fiona replied, giving him a strange frown. It was then that<br />

Eddie noticed that no one at the table was talking, but all eyes were on Felicity. Her eyes<br />

were red and swollen with tears, and his mother, Alix, was busily fanning her with a<br />

menu.<br />

“What happened? Is it Ah Ma?” Eddie whispered to Fiona.<br />

“Hiyah! Ah Ma’s fine, but Auntie Felicity just received some news that’s quite<br />

upsetting.”<br />

“What news?” Eddie asked, irritated that he had only been in the toilet for barely ten<br />

minutes and somehow missed the whole first act.<br />

His auntie Cat was now speaking in a low, soothing tone to Felicity. “If you ask me, this<br />

is all much ado about nothing. It’s a slow news week, and the press just had to pounce on<br />

something.”<br />

“Just watch, Felicity, this will all blow over in a few days,” Taksin agreed.<br />

Eddie, who was seated in the middle of the long table, cleared his throat loudly. “Will<br />

someone please tell me what’s going on?”<br />

Alistair handed a cell phone over to him, and Eddie eagerly scrolled through the<br />

paparazzi pictures of Astrid and Charlie Wu in India, feeling his pulse begin to race. Oh<br />

boy oh boy oh boy. His always perfect, goody-goody cousin had really stepped in shit at<br />

long last! What would Ah Ma think when she found out? One by one, all his cousins were<br />

falling from grace, and he was the last man standing. He stared at the hundreds of<br />

comments left by viewers of the leaked photos:<br />

Wah! So beautiful. This is my dream engagement!—AngMohKioPrincess<br />

What a fucking waste! Outrageous that CRAs spend this much on one day when 75 million Indians still<br />

don’t have access to clean water! —clement_desylva<br />

Astrid is babelicious. Charlie Wu is the man of the hour!—shoikshoik69<br />

Suddenly, those words sparked something in Eddie’s mind that hadn’t quite occurred to<br />

him until this moment. Man of the hour. Earlier in the week, his grandmother’s lawyer,

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