The Billionaire's Twins Play Matchmaker 소설 & 이야기

He slipped one arm around her shoulders while his other hand rested protectively over the twins. "They'll never change what I see." Chloe looked up at him, her heart aching with love and fear all at once. Outside, camera flashes flickered beyond the gates of the penthouse. The world was waiting for the billionaire's twins. But now... They are started hunting their mother more.

"No matter how many toys you buy for her... nothing can replace having you by her side." Kevin didn't respond immediately. For several quiet seconds, they simply looked at each other. And for the first time, Graziel no longer saw the cold, untouchable billionaire everyone feared. She saw a wounded man. A father who was trying his best. Neither of them noticed the tiny smile hiding beneath the blanket. Junie wasn't asleep at all. She looked completely satisfied with the outcome of her little plan. Mission accomplished.

Grace said, laughing, which made me bow my head in embarrassment, but my curiosity didn't end there. "Twin? He has a twin?" I asked, amazed. "Yep! His twin is Calvinen Quitir Suitarez. He's also really handsome. They’re twins but don't look alike, though they have similar personalities—both are kind. I used to have a huge crush on Calvinen, but not anymore; I know I can't have him," Grace said, playing with her hands. I nodded and returned my gaze to the guy. A few women approached him for selfies. I watched them, even though I wanted to pull those flirty girls away from him.

His eyes found mine immediately—and he didn’t look away. His gaze swept over me slowly, as if he was seeing me for the first time. There was something in his expression that made my heart skip. "You look... breathtaking," he said when I got to him. I smiled, and he took my hand, kissing my knuckles softly. The gesture was old-fashioned, but it made my stomach flutter. "Thank you," I whispered. "This night is about you," he said. "Let’s make it one to remember." Just then, Brittany appeared with the twins, both of them dressed in adorable matching lavender tulle dresses with glittering ballet flats and tiny silver tiaras on their heads. Their curls were neatly styled into twin puffs with deli

“And it worked, didn’t it? You got to help me, and Mommy saw how good you are at being a daddy.” The twins had been trying to manipulate the situation to bring Natalia and me together. The realization was both touching and concerning. They were five years old and already playing matchmaker. “We want you to be in the fashion show with us,” Jane said. “Not Uncle Damon. But Mommy won’t listen.” “She has her reasons,” I said, although I still wasn’t exactly sure what those “reasons” were. “We know,” Max said. “But maybe if you did something nice for her, she’d change her mind.”

The Matchmaker and the Billionaire . Louise Rose Stewart They say all's fair in love and music. I say love is unpredictable and sometimes unfair. In the name of money, I have to pretend to be the most famous matchmaker in town, which is obviously my Aunt Rosy. It was a twist I didn't see coming! How could I resist when they offered a substantial six-figure digit for the job? This money could alleviate our financial burdens, clear our debts, and ensure Aunt Rosy's medical needs are met.

’ ‘Mysterious mother of Zane McAllister's twins and his wife-to-be revealed to be the daughter of the Caldwell's Heiress! All the social media platforms were buzzing with the same news. Headlines screamed that the richest, most powerful man in the whole New York city, the man no one has ever seen going out with any woman, the man whom everyone has been speculating about his virility, is finally getting married and not just that. Zane McAllister wasn't marrying just any woman, but the mysterious mother of his child who had been presumed dead long ago. And no, it's not just one child. He actually has two children… twins!

“The more reason for you to buy them now. Increase in value is a good sign for those who are already there. Do not waste your chance now.” “Speaking of chances, did you hear that the billionaire couple, Mr and Mrs Newman lost about a billion to gambling?” Stephan asks. “Oh my! So it is true?” Natalia quips in. “I saw it on my phone, but I discarded it as some sort of fake news.” “Oh no, it is not fake news, I assure you, my lady. It happened last week. Wasn’t their net worth estimated to be about six billion dollars? To remove a billion from that is heart breaking.” Stephan says.

As the echoes of their quiet conversation lingered in the air, the couple, united in their journey, found comfort in the shared understanding that, even in the realm of billionaires world, the true riches lay in the unguarded moments of the heart. Days unfolded with a renewed sense of purpose for Alexander and Elizabeth. The echoes of their shared discussions became the bedrock for a deeper connection, a bridge over which they navigated the complexities of their intertwined lives. The mansion, once a mere space for their billionaire existence, now bore witness to a narrative evolving beyond affluence.

They both took a seat and Alessa sat next to Damien while Aria sat next to Aiden. “Is this what you do now? You host dumb parties and dress up fancy?” Damien asked as he looked at her. The kids couldn't hear their conversation. Alessa didn't look at him as she gave a response. She poured herself a drink. “No, this is the first time and I had no idea until it was too late to turn it down,” she replied as she brought the glass closer to her lips. “Really? If you don't know you are all over the news. Have you read the headlines? The billionaire’s ex-wife returns as a billionaire and with twins. She invested in… “