Rich People Problems-Kwan 2017 (WWT)

everywhere is coming to town for the big event.”
“Who is everyone?” Lorena asked.
“All these socialites from Europe and America, Hollywood celebrities, and the
environmentalists. It says here that all the world’s top designers are going insane trying
to keep up with all the orders for costumes for the ball. Apparently everyone is going to
dress up like Prowst.”
“Hahaha, I highly doubt everyone’s going to dress up like Proust—he was a small, pasty
little man. They are dressing up like characters from his books!” Lorena corrected.
“I’ve never read any of his books. Did he write that Da Vinci Code one? I saw the movie
and didn’t understand a thing!” Nadine said. “Anyway, there’s a rumor that some British
princess will be the surprise guest of honor! I heard that Yolanda Amanjiwo bought five
tables—cost her half a mil.”
“That Amanjiwo woman can stand in her shower and tear up hundred-dollar bills all
day for all I care, I wouldn’t pay a cent to go to any costume ball!” Daisy huffed.
Nadine gave Daisy a pleading look. “But it’s for the orangutans. Don’t you care about
the plight of the cute orangutans?”
“Ey, Nadine, when Ah Meng died, did you cry?” Daisy asked. *2
“Er…no.”
“I didn’t either. So why on earth would I want to pay ten thousand dollars just to sit in a
room full of ang mors eating ang mor food to save a bunch of Ah Mengs?” Daisy argued.
“Daisy, you just don’t have the heart for animals like I do. Beyoncé and Rihanna, my
two Pomeranians, bring me so much joy you have no idea,” Nadine said.
Just then, a maid showed Rachel into Carol Tai’s bedroom.
“Rachel, you came!” the ladies all said excitedly.
“Of course I came! Nick’s told me so many stories about your Thursday Bible study, I’ve
always been curious to attend! Sorry I’m late. I drove myself and got a bit lost trying to
find the neighborhood. Google Maps didn’t anticipate all the detours.”
“Alamak, why didn’t you have Ahmad drive you? He’s so free shaking legs all day at
Tyersall Park now that the old lady is gone,” Eleanor remarked.
“Oh, I didn’t even think of it!” Rachel said.
“Well, Rachel, come meet my niece Jackie. She’s a doctor that lives in Brisbane,”
Eleanor continued.
“Hello. It’s a pleasure!” Rachel said, shaking hands with the pretty thirtysomething
woman and sitting down beside her on the chaise lounge. A maid immediately thrust an
oversize flute of champagne into her hands. “Ooh, I didn’t know you ladies drank during
Bible study!” Rachel said in surprise.
“Of course we do! After all, Jesus turned water into wine,” Eleanor said. “Rachel, this is
very expensive champagne from the Dato’s wine cellar. You mustn’t waste a drop—drink
it all up!”
“Twist my arm,” Rachel said merrily, as Carol handed her a Bible.