All Chapters of The Billionaire's Twins Play Matchmaker: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Macey set the kettle on the stove to boil. The villa was filled with Bach’s Minuet in G. She glanced into the living room to see Aria quietly coloring while her brother played. This was a common activity for both. The scene was so relaxing and familiar she was almost able to forget the tension of the night before. Macey knew returning was not going to be easy and she still wasn’t certain how she was going to face Julius. She didn’t know if she should count herself lucky she didn’t see him at the party or not. On one hand, it gave her more time, but on the other, sometimes it was better to get unpleasant tasks over with and be done. Not surprisingly, Augustus monopolized their time as soon as he saw them. His evident delight in spending time with his grandchildren warmed her heart and eased her worries. Even if Julius didn’t want anything to do with them, at least Aria and Caden would always have the love of their grandfather. The kettle

“How is Jude?” Macey asked. “He’s growing up. He’s nineteen now, you know, and in college.” “Oh my god, that old now?” Macey chuckled. She still remembered him as a rather saucy thirteen-year-old, always pushing his parents’ buttons. “Spring break was a couple of weeks ago, but when I tell him he has cousins he might just skip classes to come back and see them.” “Tante, why don’t you take our picture?” Aria said, giving her back her phone, “that way he can see us right away.” “Would that be okay?” Rose looked at Macey, who smiled and nodded. Aria scooted closer to her brother as Rose raised her phone. While Aria smiled brightly, Caden managed a grin, but his green eyes betrayed his joy. Rose snapped the picture quickly before glancing at the time. “Oh my! Is it that late?” Rose stood. “I should get going.” Macey showed her to the door disappointed they couldn’t spend more time together, but Rose w

Franklin finished his last song with a flourish. He glanced down at the case with a grimace. Playing in the subway started on a whim and as a social experiment. He tested a number of music genres to see if there was a difference in how much money he earned. So far, his results were inconclusive. He dressed in thrift store finds to play the part of a street performer. In truth, Franklin was actually classically trained and a much sought after concert pianist, though he could play several instruments. He was employed as a music instructor at the most prestigious educational facilities, although he had the clout to pick and choose the students he directly tutored. If the people rushing by him knew that, would they stop to listen? Lost in thought, he didn’t see the two small forms as they moved closer. So preoccupied, he didn’t stir until he heard someone run their fingers down the keyboard, creating a cascading sound that begged for attention. Franklin

Julius sat at his desk slowly paging through the photo album his father gave him. He couldn’t stop staring at the images of Macey and the babies. Guilt gnawed at him every minute. He should have been there. Macey should never have gone through her pregnancy alone. He should have listened to her, paid attention. He hadn’t even known she wanted to go back to school. “Julius. Jules. Jules!” He jerked to attention at his brother’s entreats. March watched him with concern. Ever since they left their father’s office, Julius paged through the album over and over again. It was clear his brother’s thoughts were spiraling into guilt and regret. “I know what you’re thinking, but maybe this is a good thing.” “How is this good?” “You’ve been worried about Macey for six years, not knowing what happened to her, if she was okay,” March said, “Now, you know.” Julius stared at his brother, letting the words slowly sink in

They rushed off the elevator and headed to the front desk when laughter brought them to a sudden halt. Their gazes went to the waiting area to see a man in his mid-forties in a finely tailored suit seated in one of the chairs. His hair was dark and neatly styled despite thinning as he aged. Seated comfortably on his lap was a content Aria. Sitting on the coffee table in front of them, swinging his legs, was a slightly bored Caden. As surprising as it was to see the twins, it was even more surprising when Aria spoke perfect German. “Was hat vier Beine und ist reisebereit?” “Ich weiß es nicht, Prinzessin. Was ist das?” “Ein Elefant!”[1] Aria giggled and earned a hearty laugh from the gentleman currently entertaining her. Or perhaps it was the other way around. Caden snickered at the over-the-top response. He didn’t think his sister’s joke was that funny, but he also wasn’t paying close attention as he had th