A white TG Horizon turned out from the basement ramp of TG Motors Headquarters, its electric motor silent as it merged onto 5th Avenue. Hana sat in the passenger seat beside Timothy, tablet still on her lap though she wasn't looking at it anymore. The IPO meeting had drained most of her focus; now, her expression was one of quiet curiosity.

"Are you sure we can just drop by like this?" she asked. "We didn't even call Velasco's team."

Timothy smirked, eyes on the road. "If they're building my tower, they should be ready for me anytime."

"That sounds terrifying," she said dryly.

"Motivational," he corrected.

The Horizon slipped through the traffic lights effortlessly, its self-driving assist keeping smooth pace. From the panoramic windshield, the half-finished silhouette of TG Tower began to emerge between two other skyscrapers, its steel frame rising high above the cranes, sunlight bouncing off scaffolding and glass panels.

Hana leaned slightly forward, gazing at it. "It's already massive," she murmured. "Last time we saw the plans, it was just a 3D render."

"Now it's steel and concrete," Timothy said. "A real thing."

Ten minutes later, the MPV rolled up to a secured gate marked TG Tower Construction Site – Authorized Personnel Only. The guards straightened immediately when they recognized the Horizon's license plate. One hurried forward and pressed the intercom.

"Good afternoon, sir. You're clear to enter."

The gate slid open. Dust hung in the warm air as the Horizon glided into the perimeter road. Inside, the site was alive, the rhythmic pounding of hydraulic hammers, cranes lifting steel beams, workers moving in orange vests under the supervision of site foremen.

They parked near the temporary office containers at the edge of the site. A man in a white hard hat jogged toward them, removing his gloves, Engr. Ramon Velasco, the project's lead architect.

"Mr. Guerrero! Ms. Seo!" he greeted, slightly out of breath. "Didn't expect you today, but it's a pleasant surprise."

Timothy stepped out first, donning a safety helmet handed by a staff member. "Spur of the moment. We just wrapped the IPO meeting and figured we'd check how our other billion-peso project's doing."

Velasco chuckled, offering them both protective vests. "Then you came at a good time, sir. We just finished installing the 38th-floor beam this morning."

Hana's eyes widened. "Already that high?"

"Yes, ma'am," he said proudly. "At this rate, we'll reach the halfway mark in another two months."

They began walking along a narrow fenced pathway leading deeper into the site.

Velasco pointed upward. "The core section is now stable. We've begun placing the pre-cast panels for the lower office floors. The lobby structure's taking shape, would you like to see it?"

"Lead the way," Timothy said.

They crossed into the base structure through a temporary access ramp. Inside, the noise dimmed slightly, replaced by the echo of footsteps against unfinished concrete. Sunlight streamed through open sections in the wall where glass would soon be mounted.

"This will be your grand lobby," Velasco explained, gesturing toward the vast open hall. "Four stories high, marble finishes planned, with two main columns designed to house your interactive TG Motors displays. Right over there," he pointed, "will stand the TG Innovation Center, visible from the street through the glass façade."

Hana looked up, tracing the height of the space with her eyes. "It's already impressive, even without the finishing."

Timothy stepped forward, running his hand briefly along one of the steel support beams.

"You can smell the metal," he said quietly. "The foundation of something that'll outlast every car we build."

Velasco nodded respectfully. "You said once that TG Tower wasn't just an office, sir — it's your company's identity. We kept that in mind with every section."

They moved toward a temporary elevator platform, enclosed in mesh. It rattled softly as it carried them upward to the 20th floor. When the doors opened, a rush of wind met them, and with it, the sweeping view of Manila.

From here, the afternoon sun cast long shadows across the city. The Pasig River shimmered faintly in the distance, and the clustered towers of Makati stood far beyond like mountains of glass.

Hana stepped to the edge, staying behind the safety rail. "It feels unreal. A year ago, this was just dirt and drawings."

"They work fast," Timothy commented. "Just as I expected them to be."

They walked across the floor, workers nodding as they passed. Some paused momentarily to glance, not out of obligation, but respect. Everyone on-site knew who Timothy Guerrero was, and what this project represented.

As they reached the far end, Velasco gestured toward an unfinished balcony area. "That space will be the executive lounge. From here, you'll have a clear view of the entire BGC corridor."

Timothy leaned against the rail, the wind tousling his hair slightly. "Good angle for investors," he said with a grin.

Hana chuckled. "You're already imagining press photos, aren't you?"

"Always think two steps ahead," he replied.

Velasco looked pleased. "We'll make sure the final layout reflects that."

Finally, Timothy turned back toward Velasco. "You've done good work, Ramon. Keep the pace steady, quality first, speed second. I don't care if we finish a month late, as long as every beam here holds a hundred years."

"Yes, sir," Velasco said firmly. "You have my word."

"How many months before its completion again?" Timothy asked.

"Four months, give or take," Velasco replied. "That includes finishing, testing, and occupancy certification. If weather stays on our side, we might shave off a few weeks."

Timothy nodded, satisfied. "That's fine. Don't cut corners to make headlines."

Velasco smiled faintly. "Understood, sir. When it's done, this will change the attraction spot in BGC. Currently it's the PSE Tower with their 3D billboard. TG Towers will surpass that."

Hana smiled faintly as she gazed across the horizon. "Then let's make sure we live up to it," she said, her tone half-joking, half-serious.

The three of them stood there for a moment, watching the orange sun dip lower behind the cranes. It has been almost two years since Timothy started and he already built this much. How much more after a decade? This is going to be exhilarating.

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