Posh cars were parked outside the winery as the who is who in Meryl town alighted in pomp and elegance. The paparazzi were all over to catch a glimpse for their daily gossip and blogging. This winery was owned by wives of the top cream businessmen. They met monthly to check on how far their investments had gone. It should have been a private affair, but the urge to show off a bit on who runs Meryl town could not let them play low-key. The attention was good to massage their egos either way. Who would not want to appear in magazines and be a fashion idol or a role model to anyone who cared to watch them? Eva was a