Rich People Problems-Kwan 2017 (WWT)

was. You said Colette wasn’t a threat, but then she bumped me off the cover of Tattle. I
don’t think I can believe anything you say anymore.”
“All right, I’ll admit, I’m not the Oracle of Delphi. But there are some things that even
Colette could not make happen. For one thing, there is no way she can afford that house.”
“Really? How much is it?”
“Well, I’m told the highest bid right now is four billion. And I know Colette doesn’t
have that kind of money on her own.”
Kitty frowned. “She doesn’t, but she has a trust fund worth five billion. She can borrow
against that trust if she really wants this house. And something tells me she does. She
wants so desperately to be the queen of Singapore, queen of the fucking universe!”
“Look, Kitty, if it will stop you from losing your mind from this ridiculous rivalry, go
ahead, try to buy the house. I’ll even go to my cousins with your offer for you. But just so
you know, in order for the Youngs to regard your offer as serious, you’ve got to come in
with a bid that wipes everything else off the table clean.”
“So we offer them five billion.”
“That’s not going to work. You have to realize something, Kitty: You are a Mainlander
who’s married to a mogul with a very big but very new fortune. You haven’t yet gained the
degree of respectability that these people value. If you want to steal Singapore’s most
prized estate away from its snottiest family, you’ve got to do it in a big way. You need to
shock and awe them with your money.”
“How much will that take?”
“Ten billion.”
Kitty inhaled deeply. “Okay then, offer them ten billion.”
Oliver was taken aback by how quickly she responded. “Are you serious? Don’t you
need to talk to Jack first?”
“I’ll worry about my husband. You worry about getting me that house and you better
get it before that little snake Colette comes around with her tongue out. If she steals this
house from under my nose, I will never ever forgive you. And you know what that
means,” Kitty warned, as she got in to her waiting car.
After waving her off, Oliver took out his cell phone and punched a number on his speed
dial.
“Hallooooo?” a voice answered.
“It worked. It bloody worked.” Oliver sighed in relief.
“That Kitty girl is going to buy the house?”
“You better believe it. Auntie Zarah, I could kiss your feet.”
“I can’t believe it was that easy,” the Dowager Sultana of Perawak said.
“The minute you started talking about Tyersall Park, she forgot all about the stupid
title. You were absolutely brilliant!”
“Was I?”
“I had no idea you could act like that!”