Rich People Problems-Kwan 2017 (WWT)

CHAPTER FOUR
ST. ANDREW’S CATHEDRAL, SINGAPORE
Inside the lead Mercedes escorting the funeral cortege from Tyersall Park to the
cathedral, Harry Leong was staring out the window, trying to ignore the incessant chatter
that came from his wife, Felicity, arguing over last-minute details with her sister Victoria.
“No, we have to let the president of Singapore speak first. That follows official
protocol,” Victoria said.
“But then the Sultan of Borneo will be terribly insulted. Royalty should always come
before elected officials,” Felicity argued back.
“Rubbish, this is our country, and our president has precedence. You only care about
the sultan because of all the Leong plantations in Borneo.”
“I care about him not urinating all over the pulpit at St. Andrew’s. His Majesty is an
elderly diabetic with a weak bladder. He should get to have the first word. Besides, he
knew Mummy even before the president was born.”
“Reverend Bo Lor Yong is going to have the first word. He’s going to read the blessing.”
“WHAT? You invited Bo Lor Yong too? How many pastors are going to be at this
funeral?” Felicity asked incredulously.
“Only three. Reverend Bo will deliver the blessing, Bishop See will give the sermon, and
Pastor Tony Chi will say the closing prayer.”
“What a pity. Is it too late to ask Tony to deliver the sermon? He’s so much better than
that See Bei Sien,” Felicity scoffed.
Harry Leong groaned. “Can you speak softer? You two are giving me a migraine. If I
knew you were going to argue all the way, I would have ridden in Astrid’s car.”
“You know your security won’t let you ride with her. She doesn’t have bulletproof
windows,” Felicity said.
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In the Jaguar XJL (which was not bulletproof) following behind them, Eleanor Young sat
scrutinizing her son’s face intently. “I think next week I should make an appointment for