The Singapore Times Exclusive: BOBBY JR.’S PROMISE TO ME ON THE 15 ACRE GARDEN OF THE SINGAPORE SHANGRI-LA
After our late refreshments at The Raffles we drove to the Singapore Shangri-La nestled in a quiet residential area. Bobby Jr. lived in a suite there and was well known to all the hotel’s staff.
What a huge lobby with orchids everywhere and an impressive garden off the lobby with small waterfalls, tropical foliage and pools with fish. There is a 15-acre exterior garden home to 110 varieties of flora and fauna including Bobby’s favourite the durian fruit tree. We had our dinner in a private air-conditioned tent in this garden.
Bobby Jr. had a Durian Martini to start and some Evian water for me. Bobby Jr. dined on a beef noodle type of dish while I had a few strips of grilled beef, two small rice balls and boiled carrots. Bobby spent all dinner on his phone replete with talk about the “movement of money”.
After my dessert of a dozen blueberries Bobby Jr. placed his mobile phone on the table and me too. “Rory you are no white poof ball. I sense a very intelligent dog. A tough dog despite your puppydom. My mother Madame Fong is a ruthless businesswoman. None of this nonsense about you being sent to Cambodia to sniff out landmines with rats or to be eaten in China as a hot dog pot. You are to be the bait for a very big fish who has something coming to him. I promise that you will not be hurt.” He looked at me right between the eyes and said clearly, “Did you hear me. I give you the word of Bobby Fong Jr. you will not be harmed. In the next few days we are going to make you the most famous West Highland Terrier in Southeast Asia and after that you will be travelling with me and my mother on the Eastern Oriental Express. Enough business for the day. Let’s go to my suite and watch “Coronation Street”.
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