The Billionaire's Twins Play Matchmaker

Book One: Chapter 34

Paul sat quietly nursing his drink. The reception was held on the patio with circular tables arranged

along the perimeter. Off to one side was a piano with the center left open for the dance floor. The

largest table held not just the bride and groom but the entire DaLair family from its reigning patriarch to

the twins. As close friends he, Victoria, Franklin and Dillon (when she wasn’t taking photos) were

seated at a neighboring table which would have normally been for Macey’s family.

From there he had an excellent view of the happy couple. Macey had not stopped smiling leaning in

whenever Julius moved to kiss her, which he did often whether or not the crowd tapped their glasses.

They followed traditional French meals beginning with an aperitif (an alcoholic drink which Macey

substituted with sparkling juice she shared with the twins), hors d’oeuvres; a main course with a choice

of vegetarian, seafood and chicken alongside a plate of salad and followed by a selection of cheeses.

They were now enjoying dessert which had several options all included honey as the main ingredient to

satisfy the bride’s sweet tooth rather than a typical wedding cake.

After he finished his dessert Caden left the table to sit at the piano much to the surprise of the majority

of the guests. He started with Beethoven’s Für Elise and the attendee’s were instantly captivated to

hear such playing from one so young.

Franklin did not miss the opportunity to record the performance on his phone. He still hoped to

convince Julius and Macey to enroll the kids at Anderson assuming they returned to the States

permanently next year. He also wanted proof as some of his colleagues still didn’t believe him about Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

the boy’s ability.

Paul’s attention remained on Macey. No one had been more surprised than him when Julius followed

through with his promise to move to Paris to be with her and the twins. There had been laughable

moments as he adjusted to the unfamiliar culture but the twins helped him as much as they could even

introducing him to Elias.

Surprisingly Elias, who generally didn’t like people, took to Julius immediately earning him even more

points as far as the twins were concern since they were fond the street performer. In seemingly no time

Julius was able to make business contacts and lay the foundations of his family’s business. Its

influence was already growing.

But, worse for Paul, was news of Macey’s pregnancy. Ever since it was confirmed she practically

glowed. Dillon was given more responsibilities in the dark room as Macey wanted to limit her exposure

to chemicals though she still took the lead behind the camera fulfilling her promise to photograph

Victoria’s new line as well as continuing her own projects. She wanted to get as much done as she

could before the final trimester so she could focus on the baby.

When he saw her walk down the aisle Paul’s breath had been taken away. Even now he was lost in

admiring her as she leaned into Julius’s embrace listening to Caden play. As he finished Caden looked

to the table with his family gathered around. At first it looked as if he was seeking his sister but his gaze

settled on his mother.

Smiling Macey stood, kissing Julius’s cheek before making her way to the piano. Aria immediately took

her mother’s place and climbed into her father’s lap. Many curious gazes followed Macey as she sat

beside Caden. Their curiosity was soon satiated as the pair played a tune familiar to everyone even if

they didn’t know the name: Hoagy Carmichael’s Heart and Soul much to the delight of the audience.

“I didn’t know Aunt Macey could play,” Jude looked to his family in surprise.

“Oh yeah,” March nodded. “We used to go to her recitals when we were kids. I think she even won a

few competitions, didn’t she?”

He looked to his brother for confirmation. Julius nodded remembering Macey being so nervous she

almost threw up before one in particular, perhaps a city championship? If he remembered correctly she

lost to a younger girl. He couldn’t remember her name but he recalled they claimed she was some sort

of prodigy.

What he did remember was how devastated Macey had been. In order to console her Julius had gone

to the refreshment area and brought her back a honey bun drizzled in extra honey. Macey’s tears had

dried almost instantly at his gift and he was rewarded with a genuine smile.

“But she stopped all of a sudden,” March added.

“She stopped playing after he father passed,” Augustus informed. His sons looked at him in surprise as

neither of them had made the connection. “He’s the one who taught her to play. I remember…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 moving over the keys with practiced 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 into 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, daddy.”

Julius smiled standing and carrying her to the piano. Setting Aria down he offered his hand to Macey

who blushed. Taking his hand she allowed herself to be led to the center of the patio. Caden situated

himself on the bench and once his parents faced each other began to play.

To those who had been present for their wedding the melody was recognizable as it had been the song

Macey and Julius first danced to in the past. For those who hadn’t been there it was still recognizable

as it was the theme of Macey’s favorite movie: Storybook Love from Princess Bride. Aria’s sweet clear

voice joined her brother’s playing as she sang in French to the crowd’s surprise.

Viens, je vais te raconter une histoire.

D’un gars et d’une fille et de leur amour.

Et il l’aimait tellement.

Et tous les charmes qu’elle avait.

Ça s’est produit une fois.

Quand ce n’était pas si compliqué.

Il adorait le sol qu’elle marchait.

Et quand il l’a vue, il était obsédé.

Mon amour est comme un conte de fées.

Mais c’est aussi vrai que mon cœur.

Mon amour est comme un conte de fées.

Mais c’est aussi vrai que mon cœur.

C’est aussi vrai que mon coeur

Cet amour était plus fort que le mal

Un prince avait en sa possession

Tisser des sorts pour voler un coeur

Dormant dans sa poitrine

Mon amour est comme un conte de fées.

Mais c’est aussi vrai que mon cœur.

Mon amour est comme un conte de fées.

Mais c’est aussi vrai que mon coeur.

C’est aussi vrai que mon coeur.

Il a dit, “Ne sais-tu pas que je t’aime

et que je dépose mon coeur à tes pieds?”

Elle a dit, “Ne sais-tu pas que les contes de fées

ont toujours une fin heureuse?”

Il l’a prise dans ses bras comme dans les livres

Et sur son cheval, ils s’en allèrent

Mon amour est comme un conte de fées.

Mais c’est aussi vrai que mon coeur.

Mon amour est comme un conte de fées.

Mais c’est aussi vrai que mon coeur.

Paul watched the couple dance leaning close to each other. Julius rested his forehead on hers as her

arms circled his neck. His hands were at her hips, thumbs gently stroking her belly as they swayed to

their children’s performance. Paul struggled to swallow back the jealousy flaring within him.

Since the gallery opening he had familiarized himself with Macey’s favorite book and movie as well as

some of her other likes but apparently there was still more he didn’t know. Like Jude, he hadn’t known

she used to (and still could) play the piano or that it was a special memory with her father. Everything

he learned only taught him how little he knew and how much more Julius already did.

As the twins finished their song Franklin put away his phone and headed to the piano. Some of the

guests recognized him as he and Caden fist bumped before changing places. While Franklin made

himself comfortable Caden and Aria hurried to their parents. With smiles Julius and Macey changed

partners each taking a twin as Franklin began the next song, A Thousand Years by Christina Perri.

“Shall we?” March asked smiling at Rose.

She blushed and nodded. He took her by the hand and led her to the dance floor joining the newly

cemented family. Encouraged by his grandfather Jude left the table to ask another young attendee to

dance. Taking this as a cue several of the guests stood and joined them.

* * *

November 6th

New York Times

Love is in the Air.

Yesterday, a hundred of the closest friends and associates of the DaLair family gathered to celebrate

Julius and Macey DaLair’s marriage with a touching vow renewal ceremony. The blushing wife was

gorgeous and sophisticated in her one of a kind gown created by the famed designer Victoria Laurent.

Celebrated pianist and member of the Philharmonic, Franklin Jackson, played a beautiful rendition of

Elvis Presley’s “Can’t Help Falling in Love With You” while the bride, accompanied by her father-in-law

and proceeded by her precocious twins walked down the aisle.

During the French inspired reception guests were treated to a special concert by Caden DaLair and his

masterful piano playing as well as his sister, Aria DaLair, whose voice is as beautiful as an angel’s. The

pair performed a special version of “Storybook Love” for their parents’ first dance. Afterwards Franklin

once again returned to the piano so the twins could join their parents in a touching dance that brought

many to tears while others chose to join the family on the dance floor and celebrate their love and joy.

Julius and Macey plan on returning to Paris soon so the twins can continue their schooling. Julius is

also busy building his family’s business overseas and Macey, who is famed photographer M. Gray,

readies pieces for her next exhibit. The happy couple is also preparing to welcome their third child due

in March.

Fin.