Invisible to My First Love by Lypstical Novel

Blueprint 144 Summary In Chapter 144 of **Blueprint 144**, the tension in the lobby escalates as Maddox stands protectively beside Harper, firmly confronting a woman who had been aggressive towards Harper. His serious demeanor and assertive warning make it clear that he will not tolerate any disrespect towards his girlfriend. The woman's demeanor shifts drastically when she realizes Harper's connection to Maddox, revealing her discomfort as she tries to mitigate the situation with a nervous laugh and a suggestion to discuss matters in the boardroom.

However, Maddox dismisses her attempts, asserting his authority and leading Harper and her aunt away from the confrontation. As they leave, Harper feels a mix of satisfaction and concern for her aunt, who appears emotionally affected by the encounter. The aunt's tears hint at a complex mix of emotions-gratitude, relief, and perhaps embarrassment. Maddox's calm demeanor and support provide a sense of security for both Harper and her aunt, shifting the atmosphere from one of tension to one of camaraderie.

The aunt expresses her surprise at Maddox's protective nature, which challenges her previous perceptions of him, adding a layer of complexity to their relationship. Once they reach the car, Maddox checks on Harper's aunt, who admits she had expected a different kind of meeting. Their conversation reveals the aunt's disillusionment with her colleagues, who failed to support her during the incident. Maddox reassures her that she deserves better, indicating his commitment to supporting both women.

As they prepare to leave, Maddox's casual demeanor masks a deeper intention, leaving Harper and her aunt curious about his plans. After arriving at her aunt's house, Maddox declines an invitation to enter, emphasizing his busy schedule. The moment feels incomplete for Harper as she misses their usual goodbye kiss. Her aunt expresses disbelief at Maddox's softer side, which adds a light-hearted moment amidst the earlier tension. However, the chapter takes a serious turn when Harper, eager to discuss something important, asks her aunt about Landon Beauregard.

The sudden change in her aunt's expression and her withdrawal of hand signals a shift from light-heartedness to alarm, indicating that Landon is a significant and possibly troubling topic. Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below **Blueprint 144** **Chapter 144** **Harper** The atmosphere in the lobby was thick with tension, a palpable energy that crackled in the air. Maddox, despite his typically easy-going demeanor, stood rigid beside me, his grip on my wrist a firm reminder of his protective nature. His voice, though calm, carried a weight that made it clear he was serious.

"Never think about raising your hand to these two again," he warned, his jaw set with determination as he pushed her wrist down, forcing her to release her hold. "My girlfriend is merely defending her aunt, and your behavior is simply unacceptable. I'm relieved I walked in when I did." The moment the woman realized I was Maddox's girlfriend, her complexion paled, and she instinctively withdrew her other hand from my grasp. The realization struck her like a cold wave, and I could see the gears turning in her mind as she struggled to regain her composure.

"I-I had no idea you were connected to them," she stammered, attempting to mask her discomfort with a nervous laugh. "It's all just a misunderstanding. How about we head to the boardroom to sort this out?" Maddox, however, was having none of it. He shook his head dismissively, his expression unyielding. "Forget it," he said with finality. "I've seen enough. Come on, babe, let's go." He extended his hand toward me, and I took it without hesitation, a smile breaking across my face as warmth spread through my chest at his boldness in the lobby.

Turning back to my aunt, I grasped her hand, gently tugging her along as she stood there, momentarily awestruck. I could see tears shimmering in her eyes, but I couldn't decipher what they truly meant-were they tears of gratitude, relief, or something else entirely? Just as we were about to step outside, the woman rushed forward, blocking our path, her smile now strained as she continued to address Maddox. "Please, you can't just cancel like this. My father is counting on me to ensure this business partnership succeeds.

If I fail him, I'll never hear the end of it!" Maddox's response was cool and collected. "And I hope it stays that way," he replied, his tone casual as he waved her off like one would a bothersome insect. "Step aside." She didn't dare protest further, her hands trembling slightly as her eyes widened in disbelief. The way she stared at the ground suggested she was grappling with her next move, her breath quickening as the reality of the situation settled in. In that moment, I felt a surge of satisfaction; justice was being served.

Once we reached his car, his chauffeur stepped forward to open the back door, but Maddox raised a hand to pause him. "Are you alright?" he asked, turning his warm smile toward my aunt, who seemed to be recovering from the earlier confrontation. She cleared her throat, a hint of embarrassment coloring her cheeks. "I definitely wanted to meet you, but I never imagined it would be under these circumstances," she confessed, a nervous chuckle escaping her lips.

"I've heard so much about you, and let's just say, it hasn't always been the most flattering." "Aunt!" I whispered, mortified by her bluntness. "Oh, hush," she said gently, before refocusing on Maddox. "Despite everything I've heard, I must admit, the way you stood up for us back there has shifted my perspective. Honestly, I felt like I wanted the ground to swallow me whole." Maddox placed a hand over his heart, an exaggerated smile lighting up his face. "I couldn't just stand by and let that happen.

I'm grateful I arrived when I did." I bit my lip to suppress a laugh; it was amusing how he tried to present himself as the quintessential gentleman, yet I knew the darker side he kept hidden from others. "To be completely honest, I don't think I'll be returning to work after lunch," my aunt said, her expression turning somber. "My colleagues just stood there and did nothing. I deserve better than that." "You absolutely do," Maddox agreed, nodding firmly. "Don't worry about it, okay?" My aunt and I exchanged glances, a silent understanding passing between us before we turned back to him.

He didn't elaborate further, merely chuckling as he motioned for the chauffeur to open the back door. "Let's go. I'll head back to the office once you two are home," he said, his tone as casual as if we were discussing the weather, leaving us both in suspense about what he had planned next. Upon arriving at my aunt's house, she invited him in, but he politely declined, citing the need to prepare for his next meeting, which he had already been coordinating during our drive. He made it only to her doorstep before turning back to his car, after my aunt expressed her gratitude once more.

I had grown accustomed to kissing him goodbye, so it felt oddly empty not to do so this time. As his car disappeared from view, my aunt let out a sigh of relief, placing a hand over her heart as she gazed down the road, as if trying to catch one last glimpse of him. "Who would've thought there was such a soft side to that bad boy?" she mused, a hint of disbelief in her voice. I chuckled, shaking my head in mock disapproval.

"Don't call him that." "I can't help it; I've heard it so often from your cousins!" she exclaimed, pausing with her hand resting on the doorknob, a thoughtful look crossing her face. "If only they had come over today, they would've seen him. Come in." She ushered me inside, pushing the door open with a sense of finality. Even as we settled into the living room, her smile brightening as she spoke about her plans to water the flowers more frequently, I could still see the shadows of the earlier incident lingering in her eyes, a reminder of the turmoil we had just escaped.

"Would you like some water? Juice? Anything at all, dear?" she offered, her voice warm and inviting. I sighed, shaking my head gently. "Thanks, but I'm good. I really want to get straight to the point." Her eyebrows knitted together in concern. "Straight to the point? Why do you suddenly look so serious?" Realizing my words might have come off too abruptly, I quickly sought to clarify. "First of all, I know how much you were looking forward to my visit, and I genuinely wanted to surprise you.

I just didn't expect it to unfold like this." "Oh, dear, don't say that," she replied, placing her hand gently atop mine. "You came at exactly the right moment. I can't imagine what would have happened if you hadn't shown up, especially with Maddox involved." My heart raced at her words, a smile breaking through my initial seriousness. "Please believe me when I say I'm so glad to be back here. But there's something important I need to ask you, and you must promise to be honest with me." "Of course, dear.

You can ask me anything," she assured me, her lips curving into a reassuring smile as she held my hand firmly. "Do you know Landon Beauregard?" The moment the name escaped my lips, her smile vanished, and she quickly withdrew her hand, a look of alarm crossing her face. Conclusion In the aftermath of the confrontation, a sense of relief washed over me, mingling with a newfound appreciation for the strength of the bonds we share. Maddox's unwavering support not only shielded me and my aunt from the storm but also illuminated the depths of his character that I had yet to fully understand.

As we stood in the quiet of her living room, the earlier tension began to dissipate, replaced by a warmth that felt almost tangible. My aunt's gratitude and the flicker of hope in her eyes reminded me that sometimes, love and loyalty manifest in the most unexpected ways, transforming moments of fear into opportunities for connection and healing. Yet, as I broached the subject of Landon Beauregard, the atmosphere shifted once again, the shadows of the past creeping back in.

My aunt's sudden withdrawal, her alarm evident in her expression, sent a chill through me, starkly contrasting the warmth we had just shared. It was a stark reminder that while we may have triumphed over one conflict, the echoes of unresolved issues still lingered just beneath the surface. As I prepared to navigate this new emotional terrain, I realized that our journey was far from over. The path ahead held both uncertainty and the promise of deeper understanding, and I was determined to face it head-on, armed with the love and support that had already proven so powerful.

The stakes are rising, and the shadows of the past are creeping closer, promising twists that could alter the dynamics of their lives forever. Moreover, Maddox's protective nature and hidden depths will likely come to the forefront as Harper navigates this new territory. Will his past experiences with Landon complicate their relationship? As Harper grapples with the implications of her aunt's alarm, readers can expect a blend of emotional turmoil and thrilling revelations.