The Billionaire's Twins Play Matchmaker

Book Two: Chapter Two

“Okay Alexis, stare straight ahead for me.” Doctor Ericka was gentle as she shined a light and studied

her young patient’s eyes. “Good. Now without moving your head track the light as I move it.”

Alexis’s gaze flickered as she watched the light move steadily in and out of her limited range of vision.

Doctor Ericka nodded and turned to her computer making notes. The steady clacking of the keyboard

was the signal the examination was over. Alexis remained seated on the table while her mother Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

anxiously waited for the results.

“Well?” Lynn prompted when the doctor hesitated.

“As you know Miss Carter Alexis’s eyesight has been rapidly deteriorating,” the doctor said. “Alexis, be

honest, how is your eye sight really?”

“I can tell light from dark,” Alexis shrugged. It was how she was able to track the light despite the gray

fog that consumed her vision. “Honestly though, it doesn’t really bother me.”

“Lexi,” Lynn gasped at her daughter’s nonchalant attitude.

“Alexis, would it be all right if your mom and I talk for a bit?”

“Sure,” Alexis said getting off the table.

Taking out a foldable cane that snapped to its full length she used it to sweep the area in front of her to

the door. Reaching it she let herself out and headed to the nurse’s desk where the waiting room gave

her a place to sit.

Once she was gone the doctor turned to the anxious Lynn. Like everyone else Ericka had drawn her

own conclusions concerning the children’s birth but having known Lynn for several years now she

realized the rumors surrounding the other woman couldn’t be true.

Lynn was a kind and genuine person. Her love for her children could not be denied. The kids hadn’t

missed a single appointment or booster shot. It was clear she sacrificed everything to ensure the kids

remained healthy. In fact, aside from Alexis’s chronic failing eyesight, none of the kids had ever

suffered more than a cold. Such care just didn’t fit the image of a promiscuous lady of the night.

Undoubtedly there was more to the story of the triplet’s birth but it wasn’t a doctor’s place to pry into the

private lives of her patients. Once the door was closed she sighed and said, “Miss Carter, I think we

have to realistic. You heard Lexi herself.”

“But…it’s not hopeless, right?”

“Degenerative conditions are progressive and very difficult to treat,” Ericka explained. “The prognosis

for them is inevitable. I hoped Alexis’s blindness could be slowed but the process for her has been

unexpectedly rapid. That says nothing about you. Lexi is very happy and healthy. It’s just the nature of

the condition.”

“So…there’s nothing that can be done?” Lynn asked tears blurring her vision.

“I’ve been reading up on different developments. There is a surgeon who has been doing some

impressive work and has had some success with patients similar to Lexi. But the treatment is still

experimental…and very expensive.”

“Of course it is,” Lynn finally broke down.

Try as she might, as hard as she worked, it all came down to money and how much she would never

have. Her children would always suffer because of her shortcomings.

“It will be okay, Miss Carter,” Ericka handed Lynn a tissue. “You raised a strong and intelligent

daughter…”

* * *

Alexis sat with a sigh. She supposed this day was inevitable. Ever since she was six her field of vision

had rapidly diminished. Her peripheral narrowed giving her tunnel vision but that too eventually failed.

Her world had faded into a gray mist. Telling light from dark was about all she was capable of doing

now though she was good at faking it at least for her mother’s sake.

“Right this way, gentlemen. This is one of our waiting rooms. This floor is mainly for routine

appointments and initial diagnosis,” the hospital director explained as he led his guests through. “This

area in particular is for our patients with sensory disabilities.”

“Oh Director, could you look at this please?”

“Pardon me,” the Director excused himself to meet the nurse hurrying up to him.

With grunts his guests remained at the nurses’ station. Though Alexis could not see them she knew

there were two. Both walked with a confidence born of someone who knew the world was theirs. Even

more distinctive was their aftershave. One in particular was very expensive. She could tell by the

complex nuances of the scent. Cheap cologne had a heavy musky smell strong enough to cause her to

choke with one sniff.

Her brothers often made fun of her obsession with smells claiming she was part bloodhound. But it

wasn’t as if her sense of smell was any better or worse than theirs, she just paid more attention to it

because she couldn’t rely on her sight. It was the same with her hearing.

Their footsteps were distinctive. They were probably wearing loafers rather than sneakers. Even their

clothing had a particular sound as it rubbed against itself while they waited. Most likely silk or satin

which meant they were probably wearing suits and expensive ones at that.

Even without her sight she could gleam a lot of information about the two men waiting nearby. They

were alone, unaccompanied by children so it was unlikely either were a parent of a patient. They were

rich or came from money so even if they had children she doubted they would use this hospital’s

services. The way the director was acting indicated they were probably investors here to make a

donation.

“You know it’s rude to stare,” a gruff male voice interrupted her internal debate.

“Oh? I wouldn’t know,” Alexis easily answered.

“Excuse me? Who are you?” the man asked.

His demand alone was enough to tell her he was someone used to getting what he wanted. It only

made Alexis more determined to frustrate him. She didn’t owe him answers and she hated people who

thought so highly of themselves they dismissed others. Those were the kinds of people where it was

fun to take down a notch.

“Who am I? Well, let’s break this down shall we? One, I’m almost ten years old which makes me a child

according to modern convention. Two, this is a children’s hospital so it stands to reason I am a patient.

Three, this waiting room is for appointments concerning vision and hearing impairment. Which would

mean your earlier comment about me staring was incredibly rude, don’t you think?”

“…You’re…blind…” he said slowly putting the pieces together as she laid them out.

“There, you see, that wasn’t so hard to figure out,” Alexis said with a smile that caused her sightless

green eyes to sparkle.

The man’s companion chuckled saying, “She’s got spunk. You have to give her that, Si.”

“Where are your parents?” the first asked more gently this time though Alexis had no need for his

sympathy.

“Parent,” she corrected though she didn’t explain her absentee father. “Mom’s talking to the doctor

about whether or not I could get my sight back.”

“Can you?”

“If there is a way I’m sure it’s too expensive,” Alexis shrugged. “I’m fine the way I am.”

The entire conversation was spoken in a matter-of-fact tone. Alexis came to grips with her vision loss

long ago. That wasn’t to say there weren’t things she missed, like her mother’s face or her brothers.

She could still picture them clearly when she was last able to see them but that vision was like a time

capsule. Alexis would never see them mature or age except in her imagination.

“I’m sorry about the wait, gentlemen. Oh Lexi, are you here for an appointment?”

“Yep, I’m here for my three thousand mile checkup,” she answered and smiled in the direction of the

hospital director.

“How’s your mother?”

“She’s fine. She’s talking to Doctor Ericka.”

“Good. Good.” His voice took a dismissive tone. “If you need anything let the nurses know.”

“Roger that.” Alexis saluted feigning interest.

The Director was like most people assuming her mother was some promiscuous slut and that was as

far as his interest in her went. Alexis overheard him solicit her mother once despite the fact he was a

married man. Her mother quickly ended the conversation and ushered Alexis away. Since then she

always had her guard up around him and saw no reason to be overly friendly with him. As long as he

was civil she would treat him in kind. If he stepped over the line his wife would soon learn about his

extramarital affairs.

“Shall we gentlemen?”

“Good bye, young lady,” the man who had been talking to her said.

“Later, old man,” Alexis shot back.

* * *

“Mister Prescott?” Director Weston asked as the other hesitated.

Shaking his head Silas let his retort go and followed after his host. Beside him Thomas, his right hand

man and best friend, chuckled.

“What?” Silas glared at him but Thomas wasn’t intimidated.

“Never thought I’d see the day Mister Big Bad Executive was intimidated by a child.”

Silas grunted though there was no denying it. The girl’s attitude caught him off guard not that he had

much experience with children. Even so he didn’t think it was normal for one to be so brazen.

“I hope Lexi didn’t bother you,” Director Weston said. “She’s a good kid. They all are?”

“They?”

“Her and her brothers,” Weston answered. “Triplets. They were born here as a matter of fact, in our

maturity ward.”

“Interesting.” Thomas said.

“It can’t be easy to raise three children on your own but their mother seems to handle it even with Lexi’s

medical needs.”

“What about their father?”

“He’s never been in the picture,” Weston shook his head.

“You think he abandoned his family?” Thomas asked as they reached the elevator. He was an avid

mystery reader and all puzzles intrigued him.

“I can’t say and it’s not my place to speculate on the lives of our patients,” Weston said.

The elevator arrived and the trio stepped on. Silas remained silent as Thomas conversed with their

host. Something still bothered him about the young child who was the center of their conversation. Her

attitude was not that of someone ashamed of their lot in life despite the fact she came from a poor

home. He did sense some resignation to her blindness but it was not depressing in the least.

All of this was to her credit as far as Silas was concerned. He couldn’t stand people who thought the

world owed them something because they had been given a bad hand. Yet there was something off.

There was something almost familiar about the girl he couldn’t quite place. Her green eyes practically

begged him to remember something important.

While he debated this he had watched the Director interact with the girl. She treated him with equal

sarcasm which comforted Silas. For some reason he didn’t like the idea of the girl being friendly with

someone else which was ridiculous. But something about the Director’s attitude toward the girl irritated

him. There was something almost licentious in his voice which rubbed him the wrong way. Could the

Director be interest in her mother?

Silas was certain the Director was married and the thought he might have carried on a relationship with

a patient’s parent disturbed him. Could the Director be the girl’s father? No. Silas dismissed the idea as

soon as it formulated. He didn’t know why he cared but for some reason he hated the very idea that the

Director was in any way connected with the girl.

For that reason he remained silent as Thomas and their host spoke. Stepping onto the elevator his

mind still desperately tried to grasp a memory lost to him. As his gaze drifted outward he saw the child

stand as another figure arrived.

The new figure was a petite woman wearing an oversized jacket over her waitress uniform. While the

girl had straight hair her mother had natural wavy hair that was secured in a half-up style. Reaching her

daughter the woman wrapped her in a hug bowing her head. Why did he suddenly have the urge to

rush to their side?

The pair stood like that as the elevators closed. Only when they were out of sight did Silas shove away

the strange yearning in his chest. Why was he reacting like this? They didn’t have anything to do with

him.

* * *

“Are you okay mom?” Alexis asked still wrapped in her mother’s arms.

Lynn didn’t answer immediately trying to control her tears. She hadn’t realized how tightly she held onto

the hope her daughter’s sight would be saved until now. The doctor made Alexis’s prognosis quite

clear.

“It’s okay mom. I’m fine.” Alexis said squeezing her tight. “Look on the bright side.”

“What is that?”

“Now I don’t have to see my brothers’ stupid faces anymore.”

Lynn chuckled. Her children never ceased to amaze her. The tears that threatened to fall dried up and

she managed a haggard breath before releasing Alexis from her embrace. Kissing the top of her head

Lynn said, “Come on, let’s go. Let’s celebrate.”

“Yeah? Celebrate what?”

“Celebrate the fact you won’t have to watch your brothers stuff their faces when we bring them

McDonalds.”

Alexis giggled, “That sounds good, mom.”

With an arm around her shoulder Lynn directed her daughter toward the exit. They were far from being

okay. Alexis knew her mother would put on a brave face in front of them saving her tears for a private

moment but eventually her mother would accept the truth. Alexis and her brothers would watch their

mother for awhile and be careful not to upset her until then…which meant it was a good thing their

mother didn’t know their weekend plans.