Rich People Problems-Kwan 2017 (WWT)

mother was always so poised and ladylike, while Cat was this no-nonsense woman with
tomboyish ways. Her arms, her face—practically the whole front of her body was smeared
with coconut oil as she gave her son a massage. His mother didn’t even like putting
moisturizer on her own hands. How the hell did Cat ever manage to snag a prince? Of all
the sisters, his mother had clearly made the worst match, not including old maid Auntie
Victoria, of course.
He entered his grandmother’s private study and saw his father huddled in conversation
with Professor Oon. Malcolm Cheng was one of Asia’s most respected heart surgeons, and
had only recently retired as the chief of the Cardiology Centre at Hong Kong Sanatorium.
Professor Oon was one of his protégés, and he was obviously keeping close tabs on Su Yi’s
condition.
“How’s the patient doing today?” Eddie said cheerily.
“Don’t interrupt when I’m talking!” His father scowled at him, turning back to
Professor Oon. “And I’m really not happy with the fluid buildup in her lungs.”
“I know, Malcolm,” Professor Oon murmured worriedly.
Eddie went into the bedroom, where he found his mother rearranging the vases of
flowers that had been sent to Su Yi. Every day, several dozen new arrangements were
delivered to the house, along with cases upon cases of Brand’s Essence of Chicken.
“Mummy hates hydrangeas. Who sent them?” Alix said, opening the creamy thick
envelope to look at the card. “Oh God, it’s from the Shears. Well, I suppose we have to
keep the flowers here until Mummy wakes up to see them. She was so close to Benjamin.
He was the doctor who delivered me, you know?”
“Oh look, I think she’s awake now!” Eddie said excitedly, as he ran over and crouched
beside her. “Dear Ah Ma, how are you feeling today?”
Su Yi’s throat was too dry to talk, but she managed to mutter, “Water…”
“Yes, yes of course. Mother, Ah Ma needs some water now!”
Alix looked around and grabbed the nearest pitcher. “Tsk, why is this empty?” she said
irritatedly, as she ran into the bathroom to refill it. She came back out and started to pour
some of the water into the plastic cup with the sippy straw attached.
“Is that tap water? Are you trying to kill Ah Ma?” Eddie snapped at his mother.
“What do you mean? Singapore tap water is perfectly safe!” Alix argued.
“Ah Ma should only drink sterilized water in her condition. Where’s that damn Swiss
water that the Aakaras have been guzzling nonstop? Why isn’t any of it in here? And
where are her goddamn lady’s maids when you need them?”
“I sent them to prepare her breakfast.”
“Well, call down and get them to bring up some of the Swiss water too,” Eddie ordered.
Su Yi sighed, shaking her head in annoyance. Why were all her children so incapable of
fulfilling this simple request?
Alix could see the look of frustration on her mother’s face and quickly decided to
override her son. “Step aside Eddie, let me give her this water now.”