Rich People Problems-Kwan 2017 (WWT)

“Sister Daisy is going to lead us in the Scripture reading today,” Carol began, as the
ladies quickly flipped their Bibles open to Proverbs.
“Yes, okay, Proverbs 31:10: ‘A wife of noble character who can find? She is worth far
more than rubies.’ What does this mean to you all?” Daisy asked.
“The only thing that is worth more than rubies are good Bolivian emeralds,” Lorena
remarked.
“Well, you haven’t seen my new ruby earrings from Carnet! They are drop-dead, and
worth far more than my emeralds,” Nadine interjected.
“Nadine, are you still buying jewelry at your age? Don’t you have enough at this point?”
Daisy chastised.
Nadine gave her a sharp look. “Pardon me, what do you mean by ‘enough’?”
Just then, an army of maids entered the room, each carrying a lacquer tray containing a
bento box filled with Hainanese chicken rice. “Aiyah, they’re too quick with lunch today. I
told my butler we wouldn’t be ready to eat until one thirty at the earliest!” Carol
pretended to complain.
“Well, we mustn’t let the food get cold!” Lorena commented.
“Okay!” the ladies said, throwing their Bibles aside and digging in to their individual
bento boxes with gusto.
“Wait, that’s it?” Rachel figured that Bible study with these ladies probably wasn’t going
to feature any probing theological discussions, but she was surprised it was over this
quickly.
“You’re very lucky, Rachel. Auntie Daisy heard you were going to come to Bible study
today, so she personally had her cook Swee Kee make her famous Hainanese chicken
rice,” Eleanor explained, as she quickly shoveled a tender, juicy piece of sliced chicken
into her mouth.
“Oh wow, thank you, Auntie Daisy. I’ve become addicted to chicken rice ever since Nick
first introduced me to it! I wish we could find authentic chicken rice in New York,” Rachel
remarked.
Right on cue, Nadine’s iPad started buzzing. “Alamak, I totally forgot! It’s time for my
daily good-night call with my grandson in London.” She took her iPad out of her large
Bottega Veneta Hobo bag and turned on FaceTime. “Joshie, Joshie, is that you?” A moonfaced
blond girl appeared on the screen. “Mrs. Shaw, I just got your urgent e-mail. You
wanted me to put—”
Nadine quickly interrupted. “Yes, yes, Svetlana, you don’t have to mention anything in
the e-mail! Just put Joshua on the screen.”
“But we’re in the middle of his bath now.”
“It doesn’t matter, put him on, lah!” Nadine insisted.
The nanny tilted her phone and a little naked toddler appeared on the screen, sitting in
shallow water in the middle of an enormous marble bathtub.
“Alamak, what a cutie he is!” the ladies all gushed in unison.