Same day, afternoon.
It was raining heavily in Makati City, the kind of downpour that made the skyline disappear behind a gray curtain of water. But inside the TG Horizon, the storm was nothing more than a distant whisper. The soundproofing material muted the chaos outside — no thunder, no splashing tires, just the soft hum of the electric motor and the rhythmic tap of rain against the panoramic roof.
Timothy sat reclined in the captain's chair, eyes half-lidded. With a quiet chime, the seat adjusted automatically, engaging the massage function built into the leather. Subtle vibrations eased the tension from his shoulders as the seat's contour shifted to support his back. A soft sigh escaped him. After hours of meetings, the comfort almost felt indulgent.
