Rich People Problems-Kwan 2017 (WWT)

Oliver could hear the tears in her voice, and he began to see the situation in a whole
new light. No wonder Kitty had been traumatized when Colette made her grand entrance
last night. In China, Kitty had been eclipsed by Colette in absentia, and here in Singapore,
she had been eclipsed again in an even more dramatic fashion. A flight attendant gestured
to Oliver. “Kitty, my flight to London is about to take off now, so I have to put away my
phone.”
“Oh really? I thought no one cared if you use your phone in first class.”
“Well, you don’t know this, but I’m one of those aviation geeks that actually likes to
watch the safety demonstration.”
“I didn’t know you were off to London again. You should have told me—I would have
lent you one of my planes.”
“That’s very kind of you. Kitty, I’m going to spend the next fourteen hours on this flight
coming up with a plan. I promise you, Colette will never humiliate you again.”
“You promise?”
“Absolutely. And look on the brighter side…you have so much to look forward to. Your
Tattle cover is coming out next month. You will be an absolute sensation, I tell you! And
you’re besties with Yolanda Amanjiwo now. This is just the beginning for you, Kitty.
Colette has to head back to some drafty old manor in England, while we are designing you
the most spectacular house Singapore has ever seen.”
Kitty sighed. Oliver was right. There was so much to look forward to. She put down her
phone and looked in the small gilt mirror that was given to her as a party favor last night.
She did look a bit like Emma Watson, that actress who played Hermione Granger. And
Oliver with his big round spectacles looked a bit like Harry Potter. Oliver really was a kind
of wizard. And now he was going to wave his wand and bring even more magic into her
life.
On the SQ 909 flight to London, Oliver turned off his phone and tucked it into the seat
pocket. A flight attendant suddenly leaned into his row. “Excuse me? Is that an extra
pillow I see? I’m afraid I’m going to need that,” she said with an apologetic smile.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t even see it,” Oliver lied.
“And is that your leather bag? I’m also going to have to ask you to tuck it under your
own seat. Make sure the straps are tucked in completely. We have a very full cabin here in
economy class today,” the stewardess said.
“Oh, of course,” Oliver said, as he bent down to retrieve his bag, cursing silently. It was
going to be a very long flight.