Rich People Problems-Kwan 2017 (WWT)

and you’re interrupting!” Isabel’s breath reeked of vodka, and Charlie looked into her
eyes, trying to figure out if she was just drunk or having a manic episode.
“Isabel, it’s Thursday night. Why are you hosting a party for two hundred people right
now, and what on earth did you make the girls put on?”
“Don’t you get it? This is the Weimar Republic. It’s 1931 Berlin and we’re at the Kit Kat
Club. Chloe and Delphine are both dressed like Sally Bowles!”
Sighing deeply, he said, “I’m going to take them home with me right now. It’s past
midnight on a school night and they can hardly keep their eyes open.”
“What are you talking about? The girls are having the time of their lives! I especially
invited Hao Yun Xiang to the party because Chloe’s got a crush on him!” Isabel gestured
to the strapping male model whose lap she had been keeping warm. “You’re just jealous,
aren’t you? Don’t worry, I think you’ve got a bigger cock.”
At that moment, Charlie knew she was out of her mind. Isabel could do some
outrageous things, but she was never profane. “I’m not jealous—” he began calmly.
“Well then, stop spoiling all the fun for the rest of us!” Isabel declared, going back to
her chair. She straddled her male model this time and began swaying to the music.
It was obvious to Charlie that Isabel was in the midst of a manic high, and sooner or
later she was going to come crashing down, and who knows what she would do. It was
useless to argue with her like this. He grabbed Chloe and Delphine by their hands and
marched them toward the exit. At the front door, he whispered to Jonny Fung, “You don’t
let Isabel out of your sight, you hear me? And don’t let her leave the house until I come
back tomorrow morning with her doctors.”
“Of course,” the head of security nodded.
—
At 3:00 a.m., Charlie was woken up by a phone call. Seeing it was Isabel, he rolled over
onto his back with a sigh and answered.
“Where are my girls?” Isabel said, sounding preternaturally calm.
“They’re here with me. Fast asleep.”
“Why did you drag them off like that?”
“I didn’t drag them off. They were only too happy to leave the freak show and come
home with me.”
“You know, you deprived them of seeing Ute’s full performance. She sang three
encores. She sang ‘Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien.’ And I wanted Chloe to meet Tilda Swinton.
When will she ever get a chance like this again?”
“I’m sorry, Isabel. I’m sorry Chloe didn’t get a chance to meet Tilda. But apparently
she’s friends with Astrid, so maybe she’ll have another chance—”
“I don’t give a flying fuck about Astrid! Don’t you see that there are people suffering in
the world? Do you know we raised two million dollars tonight for the earthquake victims?
Think of all the children we are helping!”