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Rich People Problems-Kwan 2017 (WWT)

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CHAPTER EIGHT<br />

TYERSALL PARK, SINGAPORE<br />

Before Rachel was even fully awake, she could smell the coffee. The aroma of the<br />

Homacho Waeno beans she loved so much roasted, ground, and poured into a French<br />

press with boiling water. But wait a minute—she was still in Singapore, and the one thing<br />

that wasn’t absolute perfection at Tyersall Park was the coffee. Rachel opened her eyes<br />

and saw her usual breakfast tray placed on the ottoman next to the tartan-covered<br />

armchair, the beautiful silver curves of the Mappin & Webb teapot glinting against the<br />

morning light, and gorgeous Nick sitting in the armchair smiling at her.<br />

“Nick! What are you doing here?” Rachel sat up with a start.<br />

“Um, last time I checked this was our bedroom.” Nick laughed as he got up and gave her<br />

a kiss.<br />

“But when did you get back from Thailand?”<br />

“An hour ago on Prince Jirasit’s plane. Guess what type of coffee they had on board?”<br />

“Oh my God—I think I smelled it in my dreams!” Rachel exclaimed as Nick handed her<br />

a cup and sat cross-legged on the bed next to her.<br />

“Mmmmm!” Rachel sighed in contentment after taking her first sip.<br />

“I love seeing you so satisfied.” Nick beamed.<br />

“I thought you were going to stay in Chiang Mai until the end of the week?”<br />

“You know, I went to Chiang Mai expecting to meet a guy who would lend me a few<br />

billion dollars. But what I discovered there were treasures far beyond my imagination,<br />

things you can’t place a monetary value on. I was reading Ah Ma’s diaries, and what I<br />

found in them was so important that it couldn’t wait another day. I needed to share them<br />

with you.”<br />

Rachel sat up against her pillows. She hadn’t seen Nick this excited about anything in a<br />

long time. “What did you find?”<br />

“There’s so much to tell you, I don’t even know where to begin. I think the first<br />

revelation was that Prince Jirasit was my grandmother’s first love. They met in India,<br />

where she had escaped to just before the Japanese invaded Singapore during World War<br />

II. She was twenty-two, and they had a passionate wartime affair and traveled through

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