Chapter 2 What's the catch

Meyer's POV

The disappointment was crushing. It had seemed like such a good idea, but it hadn't worked out the way I had hoped. I felt like I was back to square one, with no way to pay for my mom's operation. I couldn't help but feel a little hopeless. But then, I remembered something. I had an old college friend who had become a successful businessman. Maybe he could help me.

I sent him a message on social media, explaining the situation and asking for his help. I wasn't sure if he would even respond, but I figured it was worth a shot.

Eventually, he didn't respond and I assumed that he didn't want to have anything to do with me.

I resumed back to the club to work when one of our big customers. Mr. Lopez. I have never had so much interest in this man because all he talked to me was about me becoming his wife.

Of course, I refused. There was no way I would ever accept this old man to be my husband. I can't allow it.

But then, Mr. Lopez said something that caught me off guard. "I know about your situation with your mother," he said. "And I want to help you."

I stared at him, unsure of what to say. "What do you mean?" I asked.

"I know you need money to pay for her operation, and I'm willing to give it to you," he said. "But there's a catch."

My heart sank. I was afraid to hear what he had to say next. "What's the catch?" I asked, my voice shaking.

Then he gulped down and said it was nothing.

"It's nothing. But if you need money, I know how you can get it." He said and I rolled my eyes not until he brought something that looked like paper.

Then he handed it over to me.

"Have it."

It was a business card when I checked it."What is this for?" I asked feeling concerned.

At this point, I think is serious about it.

I could do anything just for my mother to get better. Not illegal things anyways.

Mr. Lopez looked me in the eyes and spoke in a serious tone. "Listen to me, I know what I'm asking is unconventional. But I promise you, this modeling agency is completely legitimate. And it could give you the money you need to save your mother's life."

I bit my lip, considering his offer. I knew it was risky, but I also knew that I was running out of time. If I didn't act soon, I might lose my mother forever. I took a deep breath and made a decision. "I'll do it," I said.

Mr. Lopez nodded and smiled."Great. I see you are serious about your mother getting treated." He said.

"Thank you. Thank you so much, Mr. Lopez." I thanked him.

"Don't worry. I will text you so we can meet and discuss it well." He said and I nodded.

Then he left.

I don't know but something told me to believe him. It was just business and who knows, maybe I could raise money for my mother. I walked home, feeling a mix of emotions. I was grateful to Mr. Lopez for offering to help me, but I was also nervous about what I had agreed to do. It was a huge risk, and I wasn't sure if it would work out. But I had to try. I couldn't stand by and do nothing while my mother's life was in danger.

As I walked, my thoughts turned to my mother. She had always been there for me, even when times were tough. Now, it was my turn to be there for her. Despite the complicated nature of my relationship with my mother, it was clear that I still loved her deeply. Despite her lack of affection, I was determined to do whatever it took to help her. It was a testament to my strength of character, and it was truly admirable.

As I continued to walk home, I couldn't help but wonder what the future held. Would I be able to raise the money I needed? Would my mother ever come to appreciate my efforts? There were so many unknowns, but one thing was certain: I would do everything in my power to save her life. Even though my mother and I never got along, it shows that I still love her. Ever since my father died, she was the only one I could look up to even though she has never shown any concern. Nevertheless, I am still here for her...

Some day, somehow she will appreciate this. I just wanted her to get okay. I can't bear the thought of losing her. She was the only one left for me. I felt a fierce sense of determination as I walked, my thoughts racing. No matter what the future holds, I know that I will do everything in my power to help my mother. She was my family, and she deserved to be taken care of. No matter what it took, I would make sure that she got the care she needed.

As I reached my front door, I took a deep breath and prepared to face whatever challenges lay ahead. I was ready to do whatever it took to help my mother, no matter the cost.

The next day, I woke up and a message popped on my phone. It was Mr. Lopez telling me to meet him at a hotel that was out of town.

I zoned out for a while thinking about why we couldn't just meet up at a restaurant or bar. It was then I remembered that's how and where the rich people hold their meetings.

I would do anything to save my mother but it doesn't include me selling my body. I can't do that.

I got into the bathroom and did my business. After that, I put that I put on some clothes. I dressed cooperate since I was meeting professional people.

Then I was on my way to see Mr. Lopez. I followed the address and when I got there, it was a very big hotel.

I knocked on the door and automatically, it opened.

Behold, I met Mr. Lopez shirtless.