Rich People Problems-Kwan 2017 (WWT)

CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHANGI AIRPORT, SINGAPORE
Oliver had just boarded his flight to London and was in the process of stealing an extra
pillow from the seat behind him when Kitty called.
“Morning, Kitty,” he said cheerily, steeling himself for the barrage he knew was about
to come. “Did you sleep well?”
“Are you fucking kidding me? That was the worst night of my entire life!”
“I know several billion people who would have happily traded places with you, Kitty.
You got to attend one of Yolanda Amanjiwo’s legendary dinners. The world’s most
acclaimed chef prepared a twelve-course tasting menu for you. Did you not enjoy that? I
thought the langoustines were superb—”
“Ugh! That so-called genius chef from that de la cellar place should be locked in his
own cellar and they should throw away the key!”
“Come on, aren’t you being a bit harsh? Just because you don’t appreciate
deconstructed surrealist Catalan fusion cuisine doesn’t mean you should sentence him to
the gallows. I could have eaten ten more plates of that jamón ibérico flash-frozen fried
rice.”
“How could I possibly appreciate the food when I was being tortured? I’ve never been
more humiliated in my life!” Kitty seethed.
“I don’t know what you mean, Kitty,” Oliver said lightly as he took the stack of in-flight
magazines out of the seat pocket and shoved them into the pocket adjacent to him before
the passenger arrived. Anything for the extra legroom.
“Everybody at the dinner curtsied to Colette! That snotty Swedish ambassador guy next
to me glared at me when I didn’t move, but I’ll be damned if I curtsy to my own
stepdaughter!”
“Well, Thorsten obviously did not know who you were. And Kitty, that whole curtsying
thing was a complete farce. I don’t know which edition of Debrett’s Yolanda Amanjiwo is
reading, but she was absolutely incorrect. A British earl does not have precedence over the
First Lady of the country where he is nothing more than a visitor. They should have been
bowing to her. But these Singaporeans are so awed by any ang mor with a two-bit title