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Imran Sita & Tyrian

Imran Sita & Tyrian

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When Sita White, 43-year-olddaughter of the late Britishindustrialist Lord Gordon White,dropped dead in her Santa Monicayoga class last May, her life wasin complete disarray. There were thedrugs she used and her questionable
“fi
nancial advisers.
There washer child with Pakistani politicianImran Khan (now divorced fromheiress Jemima Goldsmith). Therewas the bitter struggle with herhalf-brother and stunning youngstepmotherfor a larger share of herfather
s fortune.
VICKY WARD
investigates
 WHITE
 
PARENT TRAPImran and Jemima Khan in Londonin 1996.
 Inset,
Sita White withTyrian in 1995. Just weeks before herdeath, Sita wrote a letter tothe Khans demanding $10 million,but she never sent it.
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n May 24, agloriously sunny Monday afternoon in LosAngeles, a funeral service was held at theSt. Monica Catholic church for Ana-Luisa(Sita) White, the 43-year-old daughter of the late Lord Gordon White, flamboyanthead of the American arm of the giantindustrial conglomerate Hanson P.L.C.,which he co-founded. On the morning of May 13, Sita had dropped dead right be-fore the start of a 9:15 class at the YogaWorks studio on Main Street in Santa Mon-ica. She had been there with her step-mother,VictoriaWhiteO’Gara,astunning,raven-haired, 41-year-old former model.Forty or so mourners were at the churchservice, none of them blood relatives of thedeceased; Sita’s mother was not in atten-dance, nor was her sister, her half-brother,or even her daughter. Nor was her step-mother. The pallbearers were led by oneJohn Ursich, 41, a strikingly handsomeArgentinean-born waiter, who had wed Sitain June 2002, but who was divorcing herat the time of her death. She claimed inlegal papers that he had been abusive toher. (He denies this.)Two nights before the service a group of Sita’s friends, including London financierNicholasCamilleri,former British race-cardriver Rupert Keegan, former model IngeHazebroek, and real-estate investor Ali Win-ston, had sat sipping champagne at Mr.Chow in Beverly Hills. They were confused.“Who sent that e-mail?” asked one of Sita’sfriends, referring to a missive outlining thecomplicated funeral arrangements. “Who’scoming?” No one could give answers.The eulogy was given by Camilleri, 44,an intense, rosy-cheeked man, who surpris-ingly, given the occasion, had a bitter tone.Camilleri railed about the fact that Sita’s 48-year-old sister, Carolina, had called friendsand family that morning to say she was notgoing. In fact, she had even gone to courtto try to stop the funeral. As an alternative,Carolina was holding her own private vigilat four o’clock at Sita’s pretty $2 millionhome, on the top of a hill at the end of acul-de-sac in Beverly Hills.Camilleri had had a stormy relationshipwith Carolina for many years, and he was soangry that in the end he felt that he hadn’tsaid enough nice things about the deceased,which he later regretted. “I wanted to sayhow generous she was,” he says. But, he be-lieves, she would have enjoyed the mayhemsurrounding her death: “She was a dramaqueen!”Ironically, Sita’s death got her the atten-tion she had craved and been denied inlife—not only from her father, who had pro-fessed to be disappointed in her and hersister, but also from her onetime lover for-mer Pakistani cricket star Imran Khan, whorefused to publicly recognize their daugh-ter, Tyrian, now 12.t six feet, Sita had beena striking woman, withblond, curly hair, big blueeyes, and a slim figure,which she maintained ob-sessively all her life. Inrecent years, fast living,drugs, cosmetic surgeries, and endless fast-ing had taken their toll, but in her late teensshe had been considered a beauty—not per-haps as stunning as her older sister, Caroli-na, who modeled, but nonetheless a beauty.Sita was a garrulous, vivacious soul,who loved to laugh, and her laugh was in-fectious. She wanted a life of excitement—it was in her genes. At one point she drovea Ford Econovan, the interior of whichshe’d had outfitted like a Learjet. Before
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