All Chapters of The Billionaire's Twins Play Matchmaker: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

“Maman! Papa!” Aria shrieked as she and Caden bound up to their parents, unable to hold themselves back any longer. Julius scooped up Caden as Macey picked up Aria. His free arm encircled Macey’s waist, pulling her close so that his entire family was in his arms. His family was finally complete, and he would never let them go. “Papa, does this mean we’ll be together forever?” Aria asked. “That’s right,” Julius smiled. “Forever.” “Are you going to live in Paris with us?” Caden asked. “Absolutely,” Julius assured him. “Really!” Aria clapped. “Yeah! And you’ll go with us to Milan and Rome and Barcelona too?” “Aria,” Macey admonished. “You bet,” Julius readily agreed. There wasn’t anywhere he wouldn’t follow them. “Does that mean we’re staying in Paris?” Caden asked. Despite the fact he had grown up there, he didn’t have any particular attachment to it. In America, they had f

Franklin gave them a sympathetic look, but he wouldn’t interfere with their parenting. Something told him there was more to the story, but he stayed silent. Right now, he was just glad he hadn’t gone crazy and made the whole thing up like his friends insisted. “And that goes for you too,” Macey turned to her father-in-law. “Me? What did I do?” “I don’t know, yet. But I know you had something to do with all of this and when I find out how…” He shared a look with the twins. It was doubtful they would be able to hide the whole truth once their mother started interrogating them, but their plan had succeeded, so it was a small price to pay. Augustus cleared his throat. Victoria smirked at his discomfort. “You’re not off the hook either,” Macey fixed her with a stare. “Me? Why?” “There is something going on, and I’m going to find out what.” “I just got here.” Macey

This time their photographer was Macey’s assistant, Dillon. Dillon, freshly graduated from college, was originally hired by Macey as an au pair for the twins. It was a position Dillon’s friends discouraged her from taking, especially after they heard she would be working for an American, but she really needed the money. Macey proved a surprisingly amiable employer and the money she offered was good. Coincidentally, Dillon’s dream was to be a photographer, a dream Macey was living, and Macey was the first to really encourage her interest. Not only did Macey let Dillon tag along to different photo shoots and even explained how to work and care for the equipment, Macey also gifted her one of her old cameras as a bonus. Though the camera was an older model and somewhat out of date, it still worked well enough to be Macey’s backup. She also gave Dillon free access to her darkroom and taught her how to develop her own pictures. Macey turned out to be the bes

“She stopped playing after her father passed,” Augustus informed. His sons looked at him in surprise. Neither of them had made the connection. “He’s the one who taught her to play. They had his grandmother’s old upright and there was one key that was always out of tune, no matter how often they had it adjusted. But he and Macey would sit together and play, just like this.” Augustus looked over at Macey and Caden with a smile. No doubt, memories were running through her head as she played. Her fingers moved over the keys with a natural ease. No one would be able to tell it had been decades since she last played seriously. As the duet finished, the pair paused before shifting to Chopsticks, making more than a few chuckle as they ended with a flourish. Laughing, Macey hugged Caden, whose expression was ecstatic and without his usual reserve. Aria pulled her dad’s ear close, whispering, “It’s time for your dance, papa.” Julius smiled, standing

When he first married Macey, he still considered her a friend of the family. He had numerous relationships with various women, all of whom were obsessed with his wealth. None of them loved him. To say he was disillusioned with the idea of love was putting it mildly. When Augustus first suggested he marry Macey, Julius was against it. After all, she was like a cousin, almost a sister, with how close they had been growing up. On the other hand, she was safe. She had grown up alongside him and his brother and was like family. Her only connection to high society was the DaLairs themselves. She didn’t have allies or ulterior motives. Macey was loyal to his family and wouldn’t connive behind his back, or so he thought. So he agreed to the marriage. It never occurred to him that she would genuinely be in love with him or that she had been for some time. Perhaps if he looked more closely he might have realized the truth sooner. Their wedding was a formal a