Invisible to My First Love (Harper and Maddox) novel Chapter 129

**TITLE: BLUEPRINT 129**
**Chapter 129**

**Grayson**

As I glanced at my wristwatch for what felt like the hundredth time, a sense of urgency washed over me. I had to ensure there was ample time to board my private jet and reach my destination punctually. The last thing I wanted was to arrive late—a thought that sent a shiver down my spine.

Despite the swirling thoughts of Harper still lingering in my mind, I had significant cause for celebration today.

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I found myself humming softly as I meticulously buttoned my shirt, the fabric crisp against my skin. Afterward, I donned a pristine white jacket that complemented my tailored trousers flawlessly. Adjusting my necktie with precision, I ran a hand through my hair one last time, ensuring every strand was in place. Today was about making a statement, and I was determined to dazzle.

Tiffany wasn’t in the bedroom to assist me, and while a part of me longed for her presence, I was resolute in my focus. I was determined to look impeccable, even without her help.

The fact that Maddox had gone out of his way for me was still hard to believe. In the world of business, there were a select few tycoons who cultivated personal relationships with their associates. For years, I had dreamed of working alongside Elias Kovař, but impressing him was no small feat. He was notoriously elusive, rarely spotted at public gatherings.

Maddox, despite the staggering forty-six-year age gap between them, had somehow forged a genuine connection with Elias and his family. So when I received that text from Maddox, it sent waves of excitement through me.

MADDOX: “I spoke to Elias Kovař about you, and he wants to meet today at 5 PM at his estate in Los Angeles. Since I’m introducing you, you better make a stellar first impression. He has a thing for white, so wear your best suit. Cancel any other plans if you have them—if you’re in.”

The gravity of the moment was not lost on me; I was actually on my way to Elias Kovař’s residence, all thanks to Maddox.

A wave of relief washed over me knowing that Harper had remained silent about our recent encounter. There was no way Maddox would have arranged this meeting if he had any inkling of what had transpired between us. I hoped she would keep it that way, and I believed she would. Their relationship seemed to lack the kind of openness that would allow her to divulge her feelings for me.

Once I felt ready, I reached for my most luxurious cologne, applying it lightly. I was intent on not just looking good but also leaving a lasting impression with my scent.

With my phone in hand, I shot a quick message to Maddox, letting him know I was ready and en route to the airport. His reply only fueled my urgency. Elias was a man who despised tardiness.

Opting for the elevator to save time, I hoped to avoid an encounter with my mother-in-law, who had recently dropped by. Getting away from her had been a challenge, and I had no desire to face that again.

As the elevator doors opened on the ground floor, I held my breath, only to feel annoyance creep in when I saw her waiting right there.

With an exaggerated gasp, she clapped her hands together, her eyes sparkling with delight. “You look absolutely dashing!”

10:53 Tue, Nov 25 M…

**Chapter 129**

“Thank you,” I replied, forcing a smile as I approached her. The path to the front door required passing directly through her, and I despised that. It felt as if every moment spent conversing with her was a moment stolen from my imminent departure. The clock had already ticked past 8 PM by thirty minutes.

“Where’s my wife?” I inquired, trying to maintain a brisk pace.

“She’s outside on the phone,” she replied, her tone casual.

“Still?” I furrowed my brows in disbelief. “Wasn’t she on the phone when I went to freshen up?”

“Oh, you know how she is,” she chuckled dismissively. “Always chatting away with Kate about something. Looks like someone’s trying to escape me. I’d tell you to slow down, but I completely understand your rush. You’re so fortunate to have this meeting with Elias. I’m thrilled you and my son are growing closer. This could open even more doors for us.”

As she rambled on about potential business opportunities that could arise from my relationship with Elias, I struggled to keep my smile intact, forcing myself to feign interest in her words. All I wanted was to sprint to my car waiting outside.

“It’s fascinating that you and my son are both nominees in various categories. You’re both young and making such an impact in the corporate world. I recently read an article about the nominations, and it mentioned that my son is already a favorite. The comments at the bottom seem to agree. Even I had my doubts about him, but he’s proven me wrong with the profits rolling in.”

For a brief moment, her words felt like a jab, as though she were subtly reminding me of Maddox’s superiority—a tactic she had never employed before. Suddenly, she halted, placing her hand firmly on my shoulder, blocking my path.

“So what if he’s good?” Her eyes narrowed, a fierce intensity behind them. “You need to be better. You topped the charts last year, and you must do it again this year, because you’re my son too.”

The more she spoke, the clearer it became that she wasn’t rooting for Maddox to succeed. Yet, at that moment, I had no thoughts to spare for awards or accolades. My mind was solely focused on the monumental meeting awaiting me with Elias.

Finally stepping outside, I scanned the area, searching for Tiffany.

“I thought you said she was outside,” I remarked to my mother-in-law.

She forced a laugh. “There you go again, acting like you have such a small brain. Your residence is enormous. Outside doesn’t just mean the front yard, silly.”

I despised when she referred to me in such a condescending manner, but I maintained my smile, suppressing my irritation.

As I approached the waiting car, I said, “I’d love to say goodbye to her, but I’m in a bit of a rush. I’ll just call her on the way and—”

My words trailed off as I heard the unmistakable sound of an engine approaching, and my mother-in-law clapped her hands together, her smile wide.

“Oh, look who’s here,” she said, her excitement palpable.

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