2 New leaf

Meredith whispers to her friends, "Starting a new life here seems impossible, and I know I won't be able to move on from my mother's death if I stay. I want to start fresh in another country. Plus, you can always come and visit me there." She gives her friends a hug.

"So when are you leaving?" Maria asked. "Well a day after tomorrow," she said softly in reply.

"And do you need anything, I mean money, things are really expensive in Paris Meredith, you know that," Maria asked with concern. Meredith chuckles, "Of course, I know that Maria, I still a huge savings and the sales of house money." She grits her teeth.

"Enough about me we still have a day to party like old times before I leave." Meredith smiled trying to cheer her friends. She always had a positive vibe and she didn't want to lose that in front of her close friends.

"Yeah right, let's go to our favorite place." Maria proposed. "McBonald's!" The three of them said together as they giggled and held hands. In the club the three friends sat down to chat, it was still early so the club was empty.

"How are things going on with you and Matthew?" Pamela asks Maria who is playing with her food and she seems lost and disturbed. "He left back to God knows where," Maria answered in tears. Meredith and Pamela went over to console her.

"What happened?" Pamela murmurs. "You can now say that you told me so but I didn't listen, he was just playing with me," she cries even harder as her nose runs.

"What good will that do? I'm sorry he did that to you, Maria," Pamela mumbled patting Maria's hair.

"After we made love and made me feel like the happiest person on earth, he invited other girls to the room while he tried to take pictures of us naked. When I confronted him. He said I was dumb to believe there could be anything serious between us." Maria cries as she narrates the whole story to her friends.

"He should thank his stars, I didn't catch him here before he left. He is such a jerk," Meredith cursed. Maria was in the kind of state, Meredith couldn't afford to leave her alone.

"No Meredith don't delay your flight because of me, I will be fine." Maria sobs as she smokes heavily it is the only thing that calms her down. Maria is on drugs but it is under control. It had been days since the break-up but she was still not over it. She thought Mathew would come back to her but when he saw him post other girls as his girlfriend she lost it.

"I'm here Meredith, I will look after her?" Pamela added as she gave her a weak smile.

Meredith was on the plane going to Paris, She was pretending to be strong but she was crushing inside. She couldn't believe she lost everything in the blink of an eye. She has been to Paris on a few occasions, but she only went there to shop and stayed in fancy hotels. She booked a hotel for 5 days. In those five days, she is to get an affordable house and a job. She can't depend on the little money she has left.

All her mother's friends disappeared, during her mum's funeral they all promised to be there for her but none even called to check on her or ask how she was doing and if she needed anything. Not even Mrs. Sandy. She was not bothered even her own father left her. How much more strangers?

She just can't stay back, she will always be reminded of the life she once had, most of her friends have already started gossiping about her behind her back except Pamela and Maria who stayed by her.

She was lost in her thoughts and cried almost throughout her entire flight. she got into the taxi and drove to the hotel.

"Are you okay miss?" the hotel attendant asked as he helped her with her suitcases. She nods slightly and follows the hotel attendant to her room. He was the only one who cared enough to ask how she was doing. 

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"Matthew when are you going to grow up, at the age of 28 years you still have nothing to show up for. When your colleagues are happily married and running big businesses." Mr. Fernaldo yells.

Mathew turns his face aside staring at the maid's butts. His father has been singing the same song in his ears all the time now he doesn't let his words denigrate him.

He is a painter and a photographer but his father thinks he can't get a life out of it, he tags him as a loser. He loves what he does not for the money but for the pleasure it gives him. Painting and shooting beautiful models excites him.

The fun part is having to go to bed with them without making any effort he considers his greatest fulfilment. But being the only son of a multi-billionaire such a life is nothing to write home about, in fact, it is an embarrassment to Mr. Fernaldo that he can't brag about his son's achievement like his other colleagues.

"If you refuse to join the company, and start acting responsibly you will not get any money from me again." Mr. Fernaldo yells angrily.

He lost his temper when he realized Matthew was not listening but staring at the maid's butts. "Rascal! Are you even paying attention to what I'm saying?" he angrily snaps as he hits the back of his head.

"Dad!" Mathew pouts standing up on his feet still holding the back of his head.

"Look how you dress like a complete rascal, your shirt collars are standing in the air like your ears." He angrily snarls.

"Nothing I do will ever make you happy, I don't want to be where you have been or the places you went to become successful. I am your son, I have my own life, so stop trying to turn me into another 'Mathew Fernaldo'." He angrily said and walked out on him as Mr. Fernaldo held his chest in total disappointment, he didn't understand why his only son turned out to be a failure in life.

Matthew angrily leaves for his hotel room. In other not to be disturbed by the girls he flirts with on a daily basis, he takes them to his hotel instead.

"You look so angry baby, What can I do to alleviate your anger?" A sly lady whispers as she romps on top of him and runs her fingers on his body. She was waiting for him in his hotel room.

His father's words kept swinging in his head, "YOU ARE A FAILURE MATTHEW!" he angrily grabs the lady by the hand and bends her over.

"Oh Daddy, I like that!" the lady below him whispers. She liked what he was doing. He pulls a rubber and wears it. He thrusts into the lady almost immediately and increases his pace with time as the lady moans in pleasure.

"Harder!"

"Like this huh!"

"Yes, please don't stop!"

They both let out a loud moan as they fall back on the bed and breathe heavily.

"Baby.... " the lady whispers close to his ears as she traces her fingers on his chest and keeps going down. It was their 3rd round but she still wanted more.

Matthew grabs her hand in time, "Put on your clothes and leave." he says as he pulls himself out of bed and pours himself a glass of whisky.

"But..."

"I need to go out, I'm going to take a shower when I'm back I don't want to see you here." he scoffs as he takes all his whisky in a gulp. He sets the empty glass on the table and leaves for the bathroom.

The half-naked lady fumed in anger, she was not just any random girl, she was a famous model how dare he treat her like a piece of rag?

Marisa Fernald is one of the top models for de le Victoria fashion house, she is well known in both Paris and in America. She was the dream lady of every guy but not Matthew, her suntanned skin, narrower facial shape, alluring lips, and higher cheekbones made her the beauty goddess everyone desired.

It all started as a simple attraction for his body when she won Miss Universe 5 years ago.

Matthew was then her photographer. She wanted his body so much that she lowered herself to being just one of his many lovers.

"Curse you Mathew!" she angrily pouts and leaves the hotel room.

She angrily bumps into Meredith in the hallway of the hotel. Even though she was wearing dark sunglasses, Meredith still recognized her.

"Watch where you are going girl!" she angrily snaps at her and walks away.

"Marisa Fernald?" Meredith whispers in surprise.

Marisa increased her pace when she realized she was recognized, the last thing she needs now is a scandal.

Meredith shakes her head and goes to her room. It's been 4 days and she hasn't found a job or a decent house to rent.

Matthew dresses up and heads out, he is stopped on the way by the hotel manager, he needs to pay his bills.

He handed over his credit card to him and waited for him to finish. "I'm sorry sir, the card was rejected." the hotel manager whispers.

"What do you mean it was rejected, try again!" he yells getting angry.

The manager tried for the third time but encountered the same problem, he gave him other cards as well but all had the same problem.

"Curse you, Dad, the old fool cancel my credit cards?" he bit his lips as he folded his fist. The manager stares at him waiting for a solution.

"Take my watch, it is very expensive and a limited edition!" he said in a low tone as he felt embarrassed. Just then he spotted Meredith coming from her room.

"Okay sir." the hotel manager responded as he inspected the watch. He got to find out she was in the same hotel with him, the thought made him smile.

Meredith looks frustrated, all the houses she looked at were expensive and her stay in the hotel is almost due. "Miss, you still haven't found a house of your choice?" one of the hotel chauffeurs asked.

"No, the thing is all the houses they showed me are expensive, I can't afford them." Meredith sigh. "Sorry miss, I hope you find a less expensive one soon." the chauffeur said as he excused himself. Meredith is sitting in the hotel lobby sipping coffee as she goes over a magazine of houses for rent.

"I know a place they are renting a room, it's in the city and very affordable." a voice said as Meredith raised her head to see the person standing in front of her with a smile.

"Really!" she said in excitement as Matthew nodded his head putting his hands in his pocket and smirking. He always wanted to have her in his bed but had no luck. he thought this was his chance, she will come crawling into my bed, said to himself.

"Matthew?" Meredith's face changed when she saw the man in front of her.