“Do you guys know how much money she takes home as an MP? Singapore has the best-paid politicians in the world and this is what she does all day. Easy money. Best job ever!”

“Love that sneeze! Right into that bitch’s face! Give the man a Tiger!”

Sharon was still scrolling through the comments when a sudden peck on her cheek so startled her she yelped and took a step back. She looked up and caught her husband looking equally startled by her abrupt reaction.

“Oh dear, your wife doesn’t look very pleased to see you, Yu Chin,” Elvis teased them. Both men were tanned from their diving trip. Elvis was an avid diver and often dragged her husband along on his bimonthly weekend dives.

“I’m sorry. I was just distracted by this,” Sharon said, showing them the hideous clip. Both men frowned when they browsed through the disparaging comments.

“Did you say one of the reporters might have uploaded this clip? He is stupid if he thinks he can get away unscathed,” Elvis said, clearly displeased. He turned to Yu Chin and instructed, “Get William Fernandez on the line.”

William Fernandez was the editor-in-chief of Singapore Press Holdings. Over the phone, Elvis curtly made it clear that he wanted the culprit sussed out, held accountable, and the YouTube clip removed.

“Thank you, Elvis,” Sharon said gratefully after Elvis ended the call.

“You’re on my team, Sharon. I won’t allow anyone on my team to be bullied.” Elvis winked. “Besides, your husband knows too many of my secrets.”

“That is true,” Yu Chin laughed. “I have so much dirt on him we could retire in the Bahamas if I chose to blackmail him.”

“Hey, you’ve promised to retire together with me and go diving around the world, remember? Don’t go back on your promise!”

Sharon watched as Elvis cuffed her husband good-naturedly on his shoulder. She never ceased to be amazed by the easy camaraderie the pair shared. Elvis thanked her for fetching his clothes and instructed one of the security officers to help carry Yu Chin’s diving gear to Sharon’s vehicle. Yu Chin would have to accompany Elvis to his meeting.

Sharon set off to attend two funeral wakes: one the parent of an influential business community leader, the other the parent of a prominent grassroots leader. It was dark by the time she reached home. She could feel the soreness in her feet as she kicked off her heels. She needed a bath badly.