There was some rustling of leaves and a figure emerged.
Instinctively we made a wall of bodies around the sculptures.
When the figure came into the light, I almost could not recognise him.
It’s Bill.
He looked different.
He shaved, had a hair cut. Dressed in slacks and a dryfit shirt, he looked like he was ready for some action.
Jake : It’s ok… it’s ok…. He’s with us…. Ben wanted him to help.
Before I could go ahead with the introductions, there was a loud thud.
It’s like someone dull slam on rusty metal.
Within seconds, the lights of the compound went out.
My heartbeat rose as I looked around nervously.
Yeah, it’s not impossible, nothing out of the Hollywood movie either. The electrician who worked on the site would know how to do it but that was not all. The street lamps, the fucking street lamps started extinguishing one by one.
Johari : Ohh… those… fuckers….. going all out…
Well, all it takes is a pair of pliers and knowing which wire to cut, not rocket science.
We crowded closer to the sculpture, everyone alert for any sign of movements.
Bill shook his hands, and started stretching.
I started to panic.
Fuck.
I cannot believe I’m doing this.
3 more street lamps remain within a 30m radius of the site.
The furthest one went off.
I exhaled and tried to calm down.
The 2nd one went off within a matter of seconds and I took in a deep breath as I watch Bill walked and parked his body right in the middle of the steps leading up from the carpark.
I cast one look at the old colonial building that housed a piece of Singapore’s history before I looked at the sculptures a few feet away.
Fuck these people and their stupid organisation and their stupid family and elections.
Seriously. Fuck them.
I exhaled and prepped myself mentally as I watch the last street lamp extinguished itself, plunging the area into darkness.
No one will touch the site that night.
It’s a piece of history for the next generation.
Something to remind us what our forefathers fought for.
We can forgive the atrocities committed during the war, but we will not forget the lessons it teaches us.
I could hear steps hammering up the cold concrete stairs in front of Bill.
They’re coming.
Johari : Steady……
I could hear voices… instructions being given….harsh and sharp whispers.
Johari : Steady……
I walked right up and parked myself beside Bill and clenched my fist.
Bill : Been in a fight before Jake ? ?
Jake : Not like this… not like this….
Bill chuckled.
Bill : Fuck Gabriel and Ah Keong….. you’re not fighting for them and their silly games…. You’re preserving a piece of history… tell yourself that…
The first silhouette of Ah Keong’s men came into view and Bill took off towards him like a shadow dancing in the wind.
The 2nd one appeared in front of me, towards the right, emerging out from the treeline.
I sighed and muttered under my breath something I never thought I would ever say.
Jake : The things…… I’m about to do…. For my country…
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Quote:
Originally Posted by
reflexk
Wah. You are such a prolific writer, bro ilock!
This story is already much longer and much more creative than my PhD thesis, which took me 5 freaking years to write in spite of copying from many*.
*Copying from one = plagiarism. Copying from many = research.
Haha. Thank you.
I add on 2 more.
Copy and don’t get caught = original work.
Copy and get caught = Honest mistake.
I don’t remember what was going through my head as I rushed towards the silhouette of the man in front of me. I could already hear the grunts and shouts of the poor chap that had to deal with Bill.
It sounded like a yelp before he groaned in pain.
I was lucky with mine. Being on high ground had its advantages. All it took was a clumsy bull like charge with my right shoulder as the guy was climbing up the leafy slope and he was gone.
I could hear him curse and shout as he staggered back 2 steps after my body connected with his, he landed on his buttocks before tumbling back in a comical position and rolling 3 metres downhill onto a narrow trunk of a tree.
Footsteps hammered up the stairs where Bill was and I quickly returned to my original spot, scanning the immediate surrounding for people.
I caught a glimpse of Bill entangled with 3 guys at the stairs.
Everyone was moving and punches rained so fast all over that everything was a blur. I would have imagined a scene like Yip Man, where punches were deflected, kicks avoided with graceful manoeuvre of the body but it was not.
It was nothing like the movies or what I saw on Tv.
It was brutal.
If you’ve seen a fight before, you would know how brutal it is.
Unlike in a ring, there are no rules, no referees and no tapping out.
A punch landed squarely onto Bill’s cheeks, grazing the sides of his eyes as he threw one equally high one onto the unfortunate guy who fell sideways and stopped moving for a few seconds before groaning on the floor.
I honestly thought Bill would be the one dealing all the blows but he was taking a lot more. It reminded me of the famous saying , it’s not how hard you hit, it’s how hard you can get hit and keep going.
Bill grunted, grabbed the 2nd guy , tripped and threw him head first into a thick bush.
The last remaining guy landed a good kick, causing Bill to stagger backwards but he bounced back and drove an elbow into the side of his stomach. The man bent over before kneeling down, 2 seconds later, I could hear him retched and puke.
All these happened within a matter of seconds.
There were no longer any commotions on our end.
We took care of 4 men just like that.
No fancy Hollywood style kicking and posture, just the raw sick sound of muscles against flesh.
I heard more shouts from the bottom of the steps and I could see one more guy running up towards Bill. As he came closer, I could tell he must be the driver, he still had the keys in his hands and he was trying to stuff them into his jeans as he charged up at Bill.
Johari grunted and shouted from behind and I turned to see him being hammered by 2 chaps from both sides. Bill gestured with his head towards Johari at me and I ran over.
I tried my bull charge again at the man on the left but he saw me coming and he ducked. I tried to punch him but I guess I threw too wide a punch and he got so close to me that I could smell the stale cigarette breath from his mouth.
Before I could do anything, I felt the left of my face go numb. There was a ringing in my ear as I fell to the hard ground.
I remembered seeing Johari kicking that fellow so hard that he literally flew backwards by close to a metre before he lifted the remaining guy half way up into the air as he shouted and cursed.
Johari sent the guy into the bushes, tumbling him down towards the bottom of the slope.
I tried to get up but I can’t. The ringing in my ears didn’t stop.
I forced myself to stand up but the moment I did, I staggered and fell back down, landing on my right knee, I tried again and I fucking vomited out the curry puff I ate barely 30 mintues ago.
My balance was way off as I managed to roll away from my puke and lie by the side of the pathway leading into the museum.
I could not believe how useless I was. One fucking hit and I was as good as dead.
On Tv and in the movies, even the most useless good guy could do more than I did.
That level of disorientation I had totally threw me off. I never expected to get hit like that before. Herman was holding up pretty well , he rained several punches on a guy bigger than him and with a few kicks, he sent the man scurrying back into the darkness.
Hairul, one of Herman’s close friend remained by the side of the sculptures.
His eyes sharp as a falcon scanning the desert.
A couple of scuffle broke out near him, barely 2 metres away but he remained still. He calmly let his friends handle the attackers.
One of Ah Keong’s man charged at him, head on but Hairul was firmly planted on his spot.
Frankly speaking, if it was me, I would have panic and charged back. The most we will just collide head to head, but not Hairul.
Hairul was calm, he stood there like a fucking wall of stone even though he’s less than 1.7m in height. He’s not well built either like Herman or Johari, Hairul is skinny, his eyes looked as if they were sunken into his skull.
He was the only one besides me that didn’t smoke among the group of people that night in Bukit Chandu. I counted no less than 3 attempts to grab and pull Hairul away from his spot but none succeeded.
Hairul barely had to lift a finger. I saw him clench his fist once as one of Ah Keong’s man got too close with a small hammer in hand but he was kicked off the pathway by Herman before being dragged and sent down the slope.
Grrrounndddd…..grdooouunnddssss…..
There was this sick sound coming from the distance.
This really sick sound of something hard being dragged on the cold uneven floor,
That raw unedited sound of hard metal being dragged on the tar road and eventually onto the paved courtyard.
I tried to squint my eyes and make out what that was, with only the moonlight above us, my eyes still really haven adjusted fully to the dark.
When I realised what that was, I cursed out loud and struggled to get onto my feet.
Jake : Holy… Fuck….
I hugged onto a column and dragged my body off the ground.
It was a man dragging a sledge hammer along the floor and he was heading straight for Hairul and the sculptures.
His progress was slow and he looked too skinny to carry that properly.
The bigger guys were all engaged in the fight, one of them managed to go past the initial defenders around Hairul . Hairul was knocked off his feet within seconds but he bounced back up and got tangled with that man immediately, pushing him back a few steps.
That man charged again at Hairul, determined to get him out of the way.
Hairul’s movements were sleek and graceful. It was almost like a dance. There was this gentleness in his movements yet he struck with deadly precision and speed. He could have hit any part of the man’s body when he lashed out with the speed of a deadly cobra but he chose to drive both knuckles onto the man’s nipples, causing him to yelp out in pain.
The excruciating pain was like a wake up call, breaking the silence of the night on the ridge.
Man : AHHHHH !!
Another guy Johari just threw onto the ground went over to his screaming friend , he had his shirt torn and badly stretched. His t-shirt by then had become like some off shoulder blouse, exposing a good portion of his left shoulder.
He probably pulled his muscle or something too and he half strutted like some transvestite shaking his ass and shoulder over to his friend. I don’t know if I should laugh or feel pity for the 2 guys.
They look so comical. The tranny lookalike’s hair was all messed up too as he helped his friend sit up, supporting him from the back, His friend just kept both of his palms on his nipples as he kept massaging them in circles.
Tranny lookalike : Bro… bro !!.. you ok bo ? are you ok ??
Breast man : My…. My….. my NEH… NEH… POK!!. ( nipples ) my neh neh pok…… very painful ..ahhh… ahh…
His friend tried to pull and drag him off to the side, it reminded me of some saving private ryan war scene, where your comrades was trying to save you but that was so fucking funny that I could not help but burst out laughing.
Breast man : My neh neh….ahhhhhh…. he hit my neh neh very hard….. KNN…
His friend kept cursing at him as he dragged him from under his arms, his shirt got more and more loose, his off shoulder top dropping to the middle of his bicep before he fell backwards too, landing on his buttocks.
Breast man finally turned around and look at his friend who just pulled him out of the fray and the first thing he said was ;
Breast man : why you wear so sexy come pia zhui ?? ( fight )
Tranny : Fuck you la !.
My attention was drawn back to the action when I saw one more guy charged and lifted Hairul up and off his feet before both of them disappeared into the trees.
The sledge hammer guy continued unchallenged towards the sculptures. I staggered towards the side of the security guard table and grabbed the only tool available to me. It was a delivery trolley that was left opened.
Using it partly for balance, I pushed it directly towards the man with the hammer, shouting and swerving around Herman.
Jake : AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH….. siam ah !!!! ( get out of my way )
The man saw me heading towards him, he tried to lift the hammer but it was too late, he could tell he did not have enough time to lift it up and he made the decision to jump.
I get what he was trying to do as I charged towards him with the trolley. He wanted to jump onto the trolley platform and push me. I would fall backwards and he would land on top of me, I would have done the same too but he made a mistake.
He tried to jump while holding onto the hammer. His body left the ground but with his hand holding onto the hammer, it dragged him back down, limiting the height he could propel himself forward.
Jake : AHHHH…
Man : AHHHH!!…
The jerk back caused by his hand gripping onto the hammer caused him to fall towards the trolley as I crashed onto him.
Not only did he crash face first towards me, I fucking felt his lips hit my forehead as he planted a hard kiss onto me when we both went down.
It was a hard kiss and by the time I pushed him off, I could see his mouth full of blood. He probably cut his lips or hit his teeth or some shit.
He looked a little shocked as he spit out blood from his mouth.
Barely 3 minutes had passed since the attack began but I could see Ah Keong’s man pulling back, disappearing into the darkness. Those that could still walk grabbed their friends and left, half dragging and pulling them.
I turned to check the breast man and tranny but they were gone too.
Johari helped me onto my feet and I could feel a small cut on my forehead.
Johari :You ok ?
Jake : yah I’m fine.
I saw Bill walking over, his left eye was already red and I could see the swell around his cheeks as well.
Jake : You ok ?
Bill just nodded and went for a bottle of water.
Johari gathered everyone and asked if anyone needs medical attention.
Aside from cuts and bruises, everyone was fine.
Johari : I counted about 14 of them, … They might still have more people coming. ..
I looked around the mess we made in less than 5 minutes. Bushes and shrubs were crushed, chairs were lying in the shallow pond. Bits of clothings strewn about and I counted at least 3 shoes lying alone in the dark after their owner fled.
Johari : They’re probably regrouping and they will come with more men… if so…
He grabbed the hammer and dragged it towards the sculpture.
Johari : Hairul, smash if if they come close….
Hairul nodded.
Hairul : Which one ??
Johari : All of them, smash it to bits, don’t take any chances..
Jake : They might not come back…. Let’s not do anything stupid until we’re sure.
Herman ran towards the building and I saw him pull out the fire hose, dragging it towards the open courtyard and left it pointing at the spot where Ah Keong’s men had entered. He said something in Malay to another man who went to turn on the valve.
Bill pulled out something from his pocket and started wrapping around his hand. He did it fast, going in between each finger once before going around his wrist.
Jake : Why do you need to do that ?
His answer was cold and direct
Bill : It stabilises wrist and also protects your knuckles…
I swallow a gulp of saliva and Johari whispered harshly at everyone to keep quiet and pay attention.
I could hear it again.
The shouts. The whispers.
Voices coming towards us, carried by the cold evening wind.
It’s happening again.
There was this eerie quietness in surrounding us. The insects stopped singing, the moon disappeared behind some clouds, we had minimum ambient light , by my best estimate, we could probably see only like 7-8 metres max in front of us.
We slowly encircled the sculptures as the voices got louder.
It was too dark.
I could hear them, it was as if they were right in front of me but I can’t see them .
My heart was still slamming against my ribcage, the endorphins from the 1st wave was still bouncing around in my head.
Voices : he tao…. He tao ( over there, over there ) guay lai…. Guay lai ( come over… come over )
Voices : Kay see tao …..gia lai…. Gia lai…. Kin… ( bring the tools, bring them…. Quick )
Voices : Toh qiu peng… toh qiu ( left hand side… left … )
Johari spoke to Herman in malay but Herman was hesitant to agree. He looked like he wanted to argue but the urgency in which Johari said it made it hard for Herman to say no.
Herman and another guy ran off, disappearing towards the carpark at the bottom of the steps.
Johari : They’re all there….gathering…. Right in front of us…. My guess is they know they can’t break through if they split up…. They’re all going to attack from a single point….. head on…
Jake : Where is Herman going ??
Johari : He has some things we can use in his van …. Buy us some time…
The voices never stopped and my palms started sweating.
That feeling, it’s like you get to the top of some roller coaster ride and not knowing when the plunge would begin. That helpless feeling of knowing it will happen soon but you are deprived of knowing exactly when.
I don’t know how much time has passed, probably 3-4 minutes max. The voices got softer before it eventually stopped.
Johari : ok… it’s going to happen soon…. They probably finalised their plans….
Herman panted as he came up from behind us with 3 tubes in his hand. They were long, about 1.2m in length with a diameter of 70cm. I could not tell what they were in the dark but they looked like some PVC pipes. It looked like some home made bazooka cannon.
Bill : What the fuck is that ?
Herman : Confetti canon for my event company……. Uses pressurised air…. . made from youtube videos… hahaha….. remote controlled too…. Good for school and kids events…. Haha…
The 3 canon were pointed towards the front , each held by a man while Herman held onto the remote.
Bill : What the fuck can they do against them ?
Johari : Buy us enough time to smash everything if we have to.
Suddenly a voice rang out.
Herman brought along a large torch too, those search light kind about the size of your kettle at home.
Man : HOEI !!!.. JOHARI !!….. There’s no need to do this… !! Give us what we want… and everyone can go home…
Herman switched on the torch towards the voice and I could see a sea of bodies lined up in front of us and I felt like laughing again.
The person speaking was that Tranny look alike.
Johari : Spencer…. We’re all a family… tell Ah Keong to stop this…
With the light shining at him, he shielded his eyes with the back of his right hand, his elbow angled 45 degree upwards pointing to the skies, with his off shoulder top and the people standing behind him, I seriously think they were about to dance to the song ‘ Thriller’
Spencer : We will get what we want… by hook or by crook…
Johari : I will fucking smash it….. if you come close…
Spencer : you won’t….
Johari : Try me…
Johari waved to Herman and the light was off, returning the heritage site into a sea of darkness.
I was right beside Herman.
Hairul clutched onto the hammer and got into position.
Everyone made space for Hairul so he has space to swing the hammer if it comes to that.
I could not believe this was happening.
We’re all going to go to jail.
Destroying something of heritage value like this, what would that make us ?
The voices started again and I could tell they were advancing towards us.
Johari : Hairul….
Hairul dragged the hammer and lifted it up, raising it above his shoulder.
The voices got closer.
Johari : Steady…..
Bill coughed and spit out saliva mixed with blood onto the floor near my feet.
I could hear Spencer asking his men to keep up, to hold the line.
Spencer : go straight for the sculptures…. The ammo bag on the floor..
Hairul immediately shifted his position.
I looked at the sculpture of the 3 man firing a mortar on the ground before Johari’s voice got louder.
Johari : Steady……. Hold…..
Spencer : gia… gia… gia…. ( let’s go, let’s go… let’s go… ) …. Cheong AH!!!!! ( Charge !!!! )
The peace of the dark night shattered into a thousand pieces of glass as voices were raised. I was shaking, honestly I was afraid but I did not want to let it show.
I could see Herman’s hand shaking a little too as his fingers hovered above the button that fired the canon.
Footsteps advanced onto out position and within seconds , I could see Spencer charging right into us.
They were too fast, we couldn’t react in time.
Bodies clashed into each other and I was knocked off my feet within seconds.
I hammered a few blows, I don’t even know who I was hitting, I was kicked and hit several times too but Bill pulled them off me.
Herman was pinned down and I could see Hairul being kicked by 3 other men and his hammer was taken from him.
The cannon laid useless on the ground, being kicked around like some kid’s school project gone wrong.
It was a fucking mass orgy.
Johari tried to get back in command but he too was being pinned down by breast man and Spencer while a few other guys started kicking him.
As if suddenly imbued with superhuman strength, Johari roared and lifted himself off the floor, throwing a few guys onto their buttocks. I charged towards the man who was sitting on top of Herman and punching him, the momentum sent me and him towards the shallow pond and we landed with a splash.
I spit out a mouthful of water and pulled myself out of the water just in time to feel the skin on the back of my spine tingled as Spencer grabbed the hammer amidst the chaos.
Bill sent a guy flying onto a bush with a kick and he too grabbed one of it.
I saw one was within my reach and I grabbed it as well.
Within a split second, Johari shook off everyone who was on to him and grabbed the last canon the same time Spencer raised the hammer above his head, preparing to strike at the small sculpture in front of him.
I tightened the grip on the PVC tube and pointed it at Spencer.
Bill was the furthest away from Spencer and he charged towards him, pointing his tube forward.
Time slowed.
Everything moved in slow motion.
I could see shirts being ripped.
Shoes thrown about.
Bushes and shrubs shook angrily as twigs and branches were broken.
I saw that beautiful moment when Herman got up and grabbed the remote control and his eyes met Johari’s.
Herman smiled.
Johari’s shout ripped through the forest, shattering the serenity of the world war 2 heritage site once more and I felt the hair on my wet skin rise to attention as I fought back a shiver.
Johari : TEMBAK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ( Fire )
Compress air rushed out of all 3 tubes, sending confetti towards Spencer the same time he smashed the hammer towards the ground. It distracted him.
His aim was off.
Instead of a direct hit, he went towards the side, smashing the moulded pouch on the side.
Men shouted and Spencer cursed.
I watched in horror as I saw the hammer fall beside the damaged sculpture.
He fucking did it. He really smashed it.
Bodies collided again as everyone converged towards the hammer and Spencer.
No one paid me any attention.
No one.
No one cared about the split wooden box that somehow cracked into 2 and landed right in front of me. There was a pen , a old pen wrapped in some leather like skin, partially exposed.
If it had land a metre away, I probably would have missed it but it was right there.
Right in front of me.
I looked up, made sure no one was looking and I slipped the cracked box the size of a large packet of cigarette into my back pocket.
I swallowed a gulp of saliva and wondered what ripples my action would send down the stream.
I have the 9th vote.
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I was dripping wet as I crawled out of the pond. I froze where I was, too afraid to join back into the fight.
It looked like a terrible mess, bodies piled on top on one another, everyone grunting and cursing.
I was afraid someone would discover what I had done, or perhaps the box and the pen would just drop out of my pocket during the scuffle.
We were making too much noise, there’s a residential estate barely a one hundred metres away. I saw another 2 men running up the stone steps, a look of urgency on their faces. I was about to run over to engage them but they were faster.
They charged right into the orgy and pulled Spencer out.
It appears as if they were not there to fight. They spoke to Spencer, pulling him back by his shirt which by then looked like a tube top. He could not be bothered, still determined to charge back into the fight.
Like a rugby team, Spencer’s men suddenly managed to build up a wall of bodies and like a sweeping broom, they swept, pushed and kicked Johari and his men away from the sculptures.
It happened so fast and all I could do was stare in horror.
Spencer lifted the hammer and with three smooth strokes, smashed the remaining sculptures and finished off with the ammo pouch.
Slam !….. Slam !!… Slam !!! …. Slam !!
The sound of the demolition silenced the entire compound as if a spell had been cast.
Everyone stared in shock at the damaged sculptures scattered all over the floor. Everyone’s eyes was searching the pieces and no one moved.
Spencer went to kick away a few pieces before bending down to examine each piece before standing back up. He looked at Johari and he just shrugged his shoulder.
One of the 2 guys that ran up tugged Spencer again.
Man : The road block will not hold much longer, we need to go now…. The police are on their way up…. Someone made a complaint.
Spencer did one last check on the pieces on the floor before gesturing to his men to leave. Like smoke dissipating in the wind, Spencer and his guys scattered into the night and we never heard from them again.
Johari’s phone rang and he answered, speaking briefly before hanging up.
Johari : Ok, we got to go…..now … I’ll try to get Gabriel… there’s nothing in the sculptures..….
I saw Bill leaning against the side of a pillar and I hurried over. He had a deep cut on his left forearm, blood was flowing freely and his face was badly bruised.
Jake : Oh fuck… fuck…
Bill : Don’t make a big fuss… I’m fine…
Jake : You don’t look fine to me….
He unwrapped his fist and we used that to apply pressure on the wound. He would definitely need a few stitches to fix that.
Bill turned and walked away slowly and I kept up with him. We went onto one of the trails that will lead us down the hill to the Hort park. He kept asking me to leave him alone but I couldn’t bring myself to.
Jake : You’re squirting blood…. How you expect me to leave you ??
By the time we got to the Hort park, Bill was walking a lot slower. We attracted some stares from joggers and a few offered to help.
Jake : It’s ok… it’s ok… he fell, I’m bringing him to the doctor…
I don’t know how many times I repeated that answer as I racked my brains for a solution.
Bill saw a bench and he sat down, saying that he needed a break.
I reached for my phone and I was thinking who I could call. Gabriel and Ben , they’re both not in town.
I scrolled down the list and the only logical choice was Lucy.
I dialled her number and she picked up on the fourth ring, answering in her usual flirty manner, but her attitude changed totally when I told her what happened.
Jake : We can’t take a cab, he’s got blood all over…do you all have some triad clinic or something you all go to? To get patched up or something ?
Lucy just kept quiet over the phone for a couple of seconds before saying she will come get us.
Bill asked me to go but I told him I have help coming.
Bill : Who ?
Jake : ERrr… my parents… I asked them to pick us up…. We’ll send you to a clinic or something…
Bill : No need… just drop me off back in Joo chiat.
It was a 45 minutes wait and I brought some water for Bill as we sat in the park.
I tried really hard not to touch the box in my pocket as I talked to Bill about Lucy .
What was their relationship like ?
Why did they break up ?
How was Lucy like ?
I peppered Bill with questions but I got no answer from him. It was either a smile, a giggle or just plain shaking of his head.
Bill : I just fell for someone I shouldn’t have.. that’s all there is ..
We were silent for a while, both our eyes were looking down towards the pavement. A pair of legs appeared, a beautiful fair pair of legs with running shoes.
I was the first to look up at the owner of the pair of legs.
Lucy had on a casual pair of shorts and a plain grey t-shirt.
She walked slowly towards us. She never even looked at me.
I look at Bill, he was shocked beyond words as Lucy walked towards him with trembling lips.
Bill tried to cover his arm and wipe off the blood stains before standing up.
By then Lucy had gotten right in front of us. Her eyes looked a little watery as she glared at Bill before looking at me.
Jake : Lucy….i …
Smack !…
I slap hit me before I could say anything more.
Lucy : HOW DARE YOU !!… You said it was just to protect a place !!!
Bill : Lucy….
Lucy gave Bill a glare and he knew better than to try and speak again.
I’ve never seen Lucy so angry before.
That raw emotion on her face was the most real and unpretentious expression I have seen on Lucy.
That mix of pain and anguish as she looked at Bill.
Lucy punched Bill lightly on his chest as a tear rolled down her cheek.
Lucy : You think you’re still young ?? … do you ??
Bill kept still, his eyes refused to meet Lucy
Lucy hit him again, a little harder this time with another punch .
Lucy : Answer me …. You think you’re still some hot shot in the organisation ?? do you ??
Lucy’s lips shook and I saw both her cheeks streaked with her tears as she hit Bill for the 3rd time.
Lucy : Answer me…..You think you’re still the young fighter you were 10 years ago ?? sobzz… answer me… sobzz…
Bill answered Lucy alright.
He answered her.
Bill : I am still that man Lucy….. I am still that man…..
Lucy’s teeth were clenched and I could see tears dripping off her chin and the bottom of her cheeks.
Bill : I’m not the young man….. I’m not the hot shot….. I’m not the fighter…… but I’m still the same man that loves you…
Holy fuck.
I almost shed a tear as I staggered a step backwards.
Lucy’s shoulder slouched, her stance softened, the tough exterior she had on all along melted away . For that brief moment, Lucy was that little girl again.
I knew it was the right moment then for me to walk away.
And I did.
I turned and walked off as Lucy leaned forward and into Bill’s arms.
As fast as my legs could carry, I got out of the Hort park and hailed myself a cab.
I reached home, showered and got into my bed at 1.30am
22nd Feburary 2015
Sunday
1.35am
I carefully lifted the box and look at the pen inside, looking at the intricate details and wordings carved into the body of the pen.
I wrapped it up properly and kept it away.
That would surely come in useful one day.
6.30am
I was back at the noodle stall and my muscles ached , I think I had a visible bruise on my face and Kate came over to ask me what happened and where did I go the day before.
There was no point lying to her about it and I came clean.
Her eyes widened and she hit me several times, cursing at me for not telling her about it.
Kate : HOW could you !!!! How could you not tell me !!!!
She stormed off and ignored me for the rest of the day.
10pm
Johari sent a picture of the sculptures at Bukit Chandu to the group chat. Everything had been replaced and touched up. With a few construction cones and signage indicating restoration works, there was no trouble at all getting the replacement done.
Gabriel was both puzzled and upset that his grandfather’s legacy was not found at the site.
He says he would get to the bottom of the matter and he thanked everyone for our help.
23 Feburary 2015
Monday
10.30am
I thought I would try my luck getting in touch with Lucy to ask about Bill but there was no reply from her.
I have yet to see Bill around the coffee shop that couple of days too, probably resting at home, wherever that may be.
Kate came over right before I left the coffee shop with my parents.
Kate : I manage to get another chance to talk to King… you interested ?
Jake : Yes.. yes… of course…
Kate : See you later at 4pm… we’ll meet straight at his shop.
4.15pm
Kate was 15 minutes late.
4.30 pm
I dropped Kate a couple of messages before I tried dialling her phone but it was switched off.
This is weird.
Kate was seldom late when she meets up with me and going uncontactable like this was virtually unheard off. It’s not like I knew her for the longest time but she’s not someone who would just go off the grid like this.
By 4.45pm, I was starting to get worried.
I decided to go on ahead to King’s shop.
King’s shop is separated into 2 as mentioned earlier , one sells everything for the living, and the other sells everything for the dead. I asked the staff where King was and he gave me a suspicious look before saying he’s in the office.
Jake : He’s expecting me…. I mean us… actually there’s one more… but I don’t know where is she…
The staff just pointed down the rows of shelves at the back of the shop.
I knew it.
I knew King would do this to us.
As I walked down the shelves stocked with offerings for the deceased , I felt as if there were several pairs of eyes on me. That weird creepy feeling of someone watching you.
I walked pass neatly arranged rows of paper iphone and Ipads, laptops, hardisk. Even paper VR googles. Anything you would possibly find in the world of the living, chances are King has one version for the dead.
I reached the old timber door with a large square glass panel in the middle and I knocked on the door.
Jake : Hello ? … hello ?
I could hear voices inside the room.
I tried the door knob but it was locked.
I knocked on the door again.
Jake : King…. Hello… King ?
The voices got a little louder.
It sounded like people wrapping up their conversation.
There was some shuffling, chairs being shifted and when the bolt for the lock snapped opened, I jumped backwards a little.
The sudden snap gave me a shock, being in such a creepy shop did not help either.
The door opened and when I laid eyes on the people inside King’s office, I realised the shock from the lock was nothing.
It was nothing compared to seeing Ah Keong, Suwen and King staring at me.
Ah Keong : What are you doing here ?
I paused.
I was about to say I came together with Kate when I saw something familiar on King’s table.
It was Kate’s phone.
King : What are you doing here Jake ? …. You need something ??
My heart started thumping and I tried to think of an excuse.
Jake : I… I needed to get something for a army friend who just passed away….
The 3 of them kept their eyes on me, no doubt unconvinced about what I just said.
Jake : I just thought maybe I could get a discount you know…. Since we sort of know each other …. ??
5 seconds passed and we remained staring at each other.
It was such a bad lie that I was sure they saw right through me.
Kate’s phone was right there on the fucking table.
Yet she was nowhere in the room.
I never expected Suwen to speak first ahead of King and Ah Keong.
And when she did, I turned on my heels and I ran.
Suwen : Get him !…. get him !…
I tore up the concrete floor as I sprinted as fast as I could towards the exit and into the staircase. I jumped 3, 4 steps at a time, desperate to get out of the compound.
I literally flew towards the nearest bus stop and hopped onto the 1st bus to arrive, panting and catching my breathe as I looked out the window, trying to see if they caught up with me.
Not good.
This is not good.
The bus barely went forward one bus stop when my phone rang.
It was a number I don’t recognised.
Jake : Hello ?
Suwen : Jake… it’s me… Suwen…
Her voice was a stark contrast from before. It sounded gentle and sweet.
Suwen : We are all reasonable people…so let’s talk things through.
There was a short pause before she went on again.
Suwen : Kate is not even your real girlfriend…
Another pause followed.
Suwen : Why are you wasting your time on her ??
It was obvious she was taking instructions from someone else. It had to be either Ah Keong or King.
Suwen : I mean it Jake… we can pay you… just look the other way….pretend you never see anything…
Jake : Let her go..
Suwen : I can’t…
Suwen was pretty insistent that we should talk things through.
Jake : You grabbed Kate… what assurance do I have you wouldn’t do the same to me…
Suwen : Don’t be crazy… why would we do that… we didn’t grab Kate… we just need her as a guest for a while…
After some deliberation, I agreed to meet with Suwen but only if I get to speak with Kate.
King got on the line and repeated what Suwen had already told me.
King : Stay out of this Jake.. It’s for your own good.
Jake : I want to speak with Kate…
He hung up on me.
I alighted a few stops later and my phone rang again.
Jake ; Hello ?
Kate : JAKE!!.. JAKE!!.. TELL Gab….ahhh
Jake : Kate… Kate !!..
There was some commotion on the other end of the line before Suwen came back on.
Suwen : 5k…Jake… we’ll pay you 5k… cash… just walk away… from all of this…
I tried to calm myself down.
The logical thing to do would be to tell Gabriel or Ben and their game would be over. Let them handle it among themselves.
I would have done exactly that . That would have been Jake’s decision but I could not bring myself to do it. Somehow over the course of that few weeks, something changed inside me.
Suwen : Jake… 8k… our final offer…. Take it… I mean it… take it… we’ll pay you cash…. Just walk away….
Jake : let her go …
Suwen : What ? 12k ? …. Do we have a deal ? …. Ok… ok… I’ll see you in a bit. Thanks for agreeing to our offer Jake… I see you in a while…
I could hear Kate screaming in the background as Suwen pretended as if we had a deal.
Suwen : we’ll go get the money and pass it to you …. we’ll arrange a time and place…. ok…. thanks…
Jake : WHAT… what ?? hey… hey !!!
Then she hung up on me.
What a fucking bitch.
What the fuck was she thinking ?
She must be thinking she could keep the money for herself while pushing the blame on me. Keong and King would think I took the money. She’s fucking pinning it all on me.
What would Kate think when she hears that I accepted the deal ?
I’ll quickly get in touch with Gabriel, tell him everything, that would prove my innocence.
I hit Gabriel’s number and right before I hit dial, I realised perhaps there was another way.
Another easier way.
I simply sent Suwen the message.
‘I know about you and Matthew’
30 seconds later, Suwen sent me her reply.
Suwen msg : Let’s meet in private…
9.30pm
Block 85 market at Bedok.
I sat near the NTUC and ate my noodles as I waited.
9.35pm
Suwen appeared.
She had changed into something casual from the dress I saw her in earlier. She looked just like the hot mother that had just put her kids to bed.
Her legs, looked similar to Tiffany except that her skin lack that radiant youthful shine Tiffany had.
Smooth and hairless, it reminded me of the time I ran my tongue up Tiffany’s legs and hearing her moan sensually thinking it was Roland.
I wonder how Suwen’s moans would sound like.
Suwen wore a pale pink bra with white singlet, the holes on her denim shorts looked as if it was specially made for the side of her shapely and firm bottom. It’s not too tight, there just that little bit of gap such that when she walked, you can see the bounce of her butt cheeks.
At late thirties, with a figure like that, she is the ultimate milf fantasy anyone could wish for.
Seeing Suwen up close sent some raw emotions down my groin as I watch her sit down in front of me and crossed her legs. Several uncles drinking beer a couple of tables away were looking at her too.
Suwen don’t look her age, she maintained and kept herself well, if you asked me, I would say she could easily pass off as someone in her early thirties, perhaps late twenties with her make up on.
She put her phone and purse on the table and I could see she was very nervous.
Suwen : How did you know about Matthew and me ?
I did not answer her question.
Jake : Help me get Kate out..
Suwen : I can’t… Ah Keong and King has her…. I’m just at the wrong place at the wrong time…
Jake : What were you doing there then ?
Suwen admitted she went there to borrow money from King.
She wanted to get out of her marriage with Terry.
Kate turned up to meet King and Ah Keong happened to be there. They didn’t know I would be joining them
Suwen : Kate was quarrelling with them, then it just happened. They didn’t plan this… they just decided to grab her
Jake : Where is Kate ? …
Suwen : I don’t know… I really don’t know..
Suwen was more interested in how I got to know about her and Matthew rather than where Kate was.
Suwen : How did you know ? who told you ?? !
Jake : I saw the videos…. Those in the hotels… from way back…
Suwen : NO… no way… it’s not possible…
I redirected the conversation, it’s important for me to be in control where we were headed.
Jake : It’s there… imagine what Ah Keong would do…. Or perhaps…
I threw a wild guess into the wind.
Jake : What Tiffany would do if she knew Terry was not her father ?? …
Suwen : She is Terry’s daughter !!
She insisted quite strongly but I still threw in some doubt.
Jake : Are you that sure ?? … sure enough to take a test ??
That silenced Suwen up completely.
So I might be right after all.
Suwen : I really don’t know where Kate is…
Jake : Then you’re going to help me find out…
Suwen : how ??
Jake : I’m sure you have your ways…
She looked away into the distance and kept quiet as she wet her lips with the tongue before brushing back her thick and silky hair.
Jake : Ask Terry…. He could go talk to King… it’s that simple…
Suwen hesitated for a couple of seconds before answering me.
Suwen : It’s never that simple when you ask Terry for something…. Why do you think I’m getting out of this marriage !…
I sipped on the soup of my noodles as I watch Suwen rest her cheek on her palm , sighing and thinking of a way to get out of this mess.
Then she said something that perk my ears.
Suwen : I know King is a little interested in me…. he once peeped at me changing at our house warming once…
My cock stirred and a smile slowly appeared on my face.
Jake : There…… there…. That’s an idea…
Suwen : It’s not an idea ….. what do you expect me to do… go change in front of him ??
Jake : haha… maybe you give him something more to…. Look at ??
Suwen hit the table a little hard and drew the attention of the few tables nearby as she glared at me.
Jake : It’s your choice….my suggestion… have sex with Terry…. Or something… then accidentally let King peep…. Get him aroused…. He’s a old man… it’s not hard to satisfy him… you know the rest…
Suwen ; Who do you take me for !!
Jake : I just want to get Kate out..
Suwen : I’m not having sex with Terry…. We’ve not been intimate for years !!!
Suwen whispered that harshly to me and I could feel my erection pushing against my boxers.
I don’t know what was going through my mind.
It had to be from the noodles I had as I offered her another suggestion.
I don’t know why I said it.
I really don’t
It just came out of my mouth.
Jake : Perhaps ….. I can pretend to be Terry ….
Suwen : You..
Suwen paused mid sentence and stopped talking.
We just looked at each other without a word at the hawker centre.
She was thinking.
Considering.
She needed that extra push.
Jake : And… you can keep that 12k you said over the phone…
I watched Suwen swallow a gulp of saliva and with that ever slight gentle movement of her head in a unsure manner.
She nodded.
……………………
I never expected Suwen to agree so readily to what I proposed.
Right after she nodded she stammered a little trying to organise her thoughts and put them into words. She’s been in the country for so long that you can hardly tell she’s not local. When she speaks, there’s the usual Singlish expression locals used, the occasional mix of dialect as well.
Suwen : But… wait…. I still don’t know where Kate is…. i… I really don’t know…
She looked around our table and lowered her voice considerably that I got to bend forward to listen to her speak. Suwen’s bent body exposed her deep valley like cleavage that I would love to snuggle my face into.
Suwen : And…. And how are you going to let King…let King…. You know… see… even if he did….. what makes you think he would tell me where Kate is ??
Suwen looked nervous but I could tell she was determined.
She wanted to go through with this, partly because of money.
Suwen : What if…. What if King knows I’m tricking him…. He won’t give me the money he said he….
Suwen quickly stopped talking, realising that she had let on a little too much details.
Jake : So he’s giving you money too…. Aside from the money that was supposed to be mine… ?
Sensing that she was caught red handed, Suwen came clean and said she asked to borrow about 35k from King. She would slowly pay him back in instalment. Terry’s cash flow has always been a thorn in the flesh issue for the both of them.
It seems what Terry is giving Suwen every month is not enough to upkeep her lifestyle.
For the first time, I felt sorry for Terry.
I looked at Suwen’s branded purse and shimmering phone case on the latest iphone.
She might looked like any one of the patrons at the hawker centre that evening but look just a bit closer and you begin to pick up details. Small minute details that would give away a lot.
She wore a diamond ring, not on her wedding finger, it looked awfully similar to the signature setting I saw from the Jewellery shop that had the same name as her Daughter. Perhaps that was what she was thinking about when she named her.
Her ear studs, diamonds as well.
Ok, her husband is a goldsmith, perhaps he got them cheap.
Around her neck was a thin silver chain with a pearl that looked like a droplet of tear. It had to be the tear from Terry’s eyes when he realised despite paying Suwen money every month, he still didn’t get to fuck her.
According to Suwen, Terry has been cutting her allowance for the past few years.
Suwen : It’s so hard to survive in Singapore…. And he keeps reducing the amount he give me… how to live like that ??? you tell me…
Jake : How much did he cut ?
Suwen : He cut more than 50% !!!….
I was about to ask what is the actual figure when Suwen volunteered the information. The moment I heard that figure, I wanted to roll my eyes.
Suwen : I’m left with 4k a month now….. you tell me…. how to live off this in your country ??? What about my facial ??? my spa packages….??? ….. make up ?? all this no need money ?? and my bags ?? ….. you keep bringing the same bags out…. People will laugh at you … !
At that very moment, I knew I would be doing mankind a great disservice if I did not fuck this money hungry whore. She hasn’t worked a single day since she married Terry, and now she’s turning her back on the man that’s been supporting her for so long.
I pitied Terry, I really did.
I suddenly understood why he has such a bad attitude.
If I was him paying so much for a so call wife you can’t fuck or touch each month, that frustration would build up eventually.
Jake : Oh… ok…
Suwen : You see the situation I’m in ??? … if you’re me… won’t you do the same thing ?? !!
Jake : Oh… yeah… I’m sure I would…
Suwen : I just want to live the life I deserve…. A good life… I sacrificed so much for this family….
I cut her off immediately. I’m not interested in her fucking sad story. It made me feel like I want to puke.
Jake : Ok… ok… I get it…
Suwen : No you don’t…. you don’t understand….
Suwen said it in such a sad voice that I almost believed how bad it was for her. She told me before she had Tiffany, a good facial package is about 1k odd, now to get one good one, be prepared to pay 5 to 6 k.
Suwen : You think it’s easy to maintain myself ?? if not for the fact I look the way I am… you… you think King would be interested in me ?
She said it with a hint of proudness and I just nodded my head.
Jake : ok, please… let get back to Kate….
Suwen : I don’t know where she is… I really don’t…
Jake : Let’s be rationale about this….. they grab her when she’s at King’s shop…
Suwen : Yes…
Jake : Where did they take her ?
Suwen : Outside the office…. After that King and Ah Keong came back in….
Jake : How long did they take ?
Suwen : A couple of minutes… ?
Jake : Good… that means she might still be at the compound…
Suwen pipped in and cut me off.
Suwen : They might have moved her already … it’s been a few hours…
Jake : It’s not easy moving a screaming and kicking person around…. If I were them, I would rather keep Kate in that industrial park… it’s quiet at night and King has loads of space there…
Suwen’s eyes widened and she said King had a small area at one shop converted into a illegal dormitory for his workers when they need to work late or overnight sometimes.
Suwen : It’s like a mini hostel, sometimes they need to deliver stuff late at night or early in the morning…. The staff will rest there…
Jake : Ok… there’s a good chance Kate might be there…
I stood up and was about to leave when Suwen pulled my arm and dragged me down.
Suwen : NO wait….
Jake : What ?
Suwen : If you go now… then what about my money ??
I wanted to strangle her right there and then.
Suwen got up and insisted I go through with the deal and take the money from King and Keong before we go to Kate.
Jake : Are you out of your mind ?? Kate might be starving… hurt… or scared out of her wits and you’re thinking about money??
Suwen : You are the one that is out of your mind…. You are the one that proposed I keep the money…. I don’t care…. Either you pay me… or Keong and King would…
I was fuming mad but I held it in and I asked her to call them.
Jake : Tell them… I want the money… now… if not I would spill the beans and tell Gabriel …
Suwen immediately lit up and dialled King’s number.
Right in front of me, she cooked up another story, about how she spent so much time talking and convincing me. That I made things very difficult for her.
Suwen : Yah… he’s very difficult…. It took me so long to talk to him…. And… and… sigh….
It’s not even a video call but when Suwen acts, she made sure to go the whole full mile. She massaged her forehead and said there was another problem.
Suwen : He wanted more money…. He wanted 18k…
I could hear raised voices on the other side of the phone. I tried to grab the phone from Suwen but she jumped out of my reach, gesturing me to stay away.
Fuck. And I wondered how the daughter turned out the way she did.
My am I glad I got to fuck Tiffany good.
Not only did I get to fuck her daughter, I got to treat her like a dog.
A slave.
I made her do things so despicable that it could not be mentioned even in erotic novels involving billionaires .
I made Tiffany cum till she had tears in her eyes screaming for Roland’s name thinking I was him. I tamed her like I would tame a beast from the wilderness. I whipped her into submission. Hearing her cries and moans elevated me to a height I’ve never been before.
I was never into that shit but Tiffany.
Tiffany made me into that monster.
She deserved it.
And now that she’s been tamed, I made her crave for it.
I would do the same to Suwen too if I have the chance but I doubt it.
Time is a luxury I do not have.
I needed things to move fast.
To get Kate out as soon as possible.
Suwen : I know…. And he wants it tonight…. I don’t know what else to do…. It’s your decision….
I could see her eyes brightened up and she forced herself to keep up the tired voice she was using.
Suwen : Ok… ok… I’ll talk to him… I’ll ask him to wait a while longer… ok… sure…
When she hangs up, Suwen told me that King would arrange for the money to be ready.
Suwen : Give him a couple of hours the most…
Jake : What the fuck was that…. You just asked him for more money…
Suwen : Why not… he’s rich… why not ??
Jake : Let’s go to his office… we wait there…
Suwen : No !!…he’ll know that you realised Kate is there….
Jake : Look… the whole aim of this… is to get Kate…
I turned and walked away but Suwen caught up with me.
Suwen : You go there then what ? you just going to walk in and take Kate away…. You can’t…. you still need me…
I paused and thought about what she said and my head wrapped around our original plan of me pretending to be Terry.
Suwen : Let me get the money first….
Jake : Then what…
Suwen : i… I have an idea…. But we’ll need to head off to my place first…. I need to get some of Terry’s clothes…. And… and you dress up as him… you’re about the same build…
Suwen turned me around and said from the back, I could pass off as Terry if I dressed properly.
Jake : So I walk in to face King backwards ??
Suwen : Of course not…. You can wait in the cab…. Or something ??
Jake : does that make sense ?? … for Terry to go all the way there and not even say hi to King ??
Suwen thought about it for a moment and nodded.
I thought we were stuck but with money as motivation, it seems Suwen’s brain could think and react pretty fast.
Suwen : How about we do this ??
Suwen : We’ll not meet at King’s place for the transaction…. Instead… let’s meet at a hotel…. Maybe the hotel lobby or something……… I’ll say it’s your preferred place to transact….
Suwen reasoned that it would be inappropriate for her to meet me there as a women so naturally, she asked Terry along. Terry would be in the bathroom when King arrives and I would be late as well.
She will spend some time with King while pretending to call me.
Suwen : King is so old, his eyesight is bad, I will remove his glasses….. Pretend to clean them….you will come out of the bathroom as Terry…. He can’t tell one…. Just waved to him… walk a bit… limp and walk like my husband…. I will reinforce to him that you’re coming out….. but after that you just u-turn and walk back into the bathroom….
I stared at her in amazement.
Suwen : That way, Terry would be physically there from King’s perspective…. He just has a bad tummy and needed to be in the toilet…
From then on, I would appear back as Jake for the transaction.
Instead of a simple pass the cash and fuck off transaction, I would insist on counting the full sum.
Now, no one in the right mind would allow me to walk off unaccompanied with the money. King would want to make sure I count it in front of him.
At that point, Suwen will say we can’t count that in the lobby, it will look suspicious. I will offer my room, which is a suite that Suwen will be booking.
Suwen : Get a big room … I’ll pay since I’m getting the money… haha.… those luxurious kind…. Not those cheezy cheap geylang hotel….actually I quite like Pan pacific…their suites is quite nice…
Jake : Whatever….go on… quick… then what ??
Suwen tells me that we will all head up to the room together, and they will not let the money out of their sight. If I want to count, count it in front of them.
I would agree and head up to the room to wait for them since Terry is still in the bathroom.
I would need to get back into Terry’s role , repeat the same motion of coming out and u-turning back in. Suwen would make the decision to head up with King first since it doesn’t seem like he’ll be done anytime soon.
Suwen would drag the time. Go to a different floor or something and make sure I have enough time to get back into the room before they arrive.
Once inside the room with King, she would try to tempt him while I count the money.
Suwen : don’t worry about that…. I am good with things like that… ahhaa.. I won’t make it so obvious…
She laughed and she touched her own breast, rubbing her bra where her nipples would be resting against as she gave me a flirty look.
Once the counting was verified, I would leave and hand Suwen the room key, ask them to check out, give and impression that I have taken the money and I’m going to fuck off. She would be the one checking in so she can check out too.
Suwen : Now I won’t be able to leave…. Since my husband…. Is still stuck in the bathroom at the lobby… so I would wait with King…. In the room….
Suwen almost chuckled as she covered her lips
Suwen : With King in the room….. you can head down to his place and get Kate…. Perfect plan…
I stared at Suwen in amazement.
She was beaming proudly at her scheme but there were still a few variables.
Jake : There’s still some loose ends…. What if there are people guarding Kate ?? What if King doesn’t take the bait ?? What if he know’s I’m not Terry…. ??
Suwen only answered one question.
She pulled her singlet lowered a little in front of me, showing off the curves and cups of her pale pink bra as she ran her finger across her cleavage.
Suwen : You think he won’t take the bait ?? …. You sure ??
Amazing.
Simply amazing.
I could not hold it back any longer and I spoke out.
Jake : I really wonder what did Terry see in you…
Suwen laughed with a snigger.
Suwen : He won’t see beyond my looks and body…. What does it matter… ?? Men are all the same… they just want to fuck…. Put their cock inside your pussy…. Will they look beyond looks and figure ?? no !…
Suwen added onto her earlier statement.
Suwen : You Singaporean men are the dumbest….and the most insecure… you look at Terry…. You see he like that… does he stand a chance with local girls … does he have balls to go after them ??? No… he doesn’t..
Suwen laughed and jabbed me on my chest.
Suwen : You guys don’t have the balls to go after your own girls…. And you blame it on them being materialistic…. Then you go after girls from other country thinking what ?? we’re more simple…? …. We’re easier to get ??? we’re more homely ?? … you cannot be more dumb than that….
I took a deep breath and I exhaled slowly.
I wanted to slap her but it would ruin my chance of getting Kate.
Suwen : We all want the same thing… just that we are better at acting than the dumb Singaporean women….you see…. I have Terry eating out of my hands for so long… haha… everything he said he hated about local women, he still does it for me… you just need to know which button to press.
Suwen : Buy bags ? Let me life like a tai tai ? facial ? high tea ? you name it… I did it all…. Did I say I want this right from the start ??? or course not… ahha…
Suwen did a sweep of the area behind her and added.