Perfect, thanks for clarifying! The company is Alps Builders (plural). I can revise Chapter 25 to fix that and keep everything else intact. Here's the corrected version with all POVs, bunker measurements, and excavation details:
Chapter 25
Mia's POV
The day had finally come.
After weeks of careful planning, reviewing blueprints, and coordinating schedules, the excavation of the site we chose had officially begun. Standing at the edge of the clearing, I watched as the trusted men Sir Frederick gathered prepared their equipment. The quiet forest around us was slowly filled with the sounds of engines, shovels, and steady voices giving instructions.
This was it.
The beginning of the bunker.
Luis had started the grand opening ceremony with my father at another location for the decoy construction. That project was designed exactly for this moment—to attract attention, the media, investors, and every curious eye that might look too closely at our movements.
The real bunker was here.
Hidden deep within a forested section of land that belonged to the Ray family.
The clearing itself was massive—roughly 300 meters across, completely surrounded by tall trees that concealed the construction site from every direction. From above, it would appear to be nothing more than a large construction clearing within the estate.
But beneath this ground would soon rise something far more critical.
Sir Frederick had personally gathered hundreds of workers for the excavation. Most of them had worked with him for years, some even decades. They were loyal, discreet, and disciplined.
Exactly the kind of people we needed.
Heavy equipment lined the perimeter like an industrial army—excavators, drilling rigs, bulldozers, dump trucks, and reinforced transport vehicles. Everything had been prepared in advance.
The construction schedule was aggressive.
Three rotating shifts of workers:
Morning shift
Evening shift
Night shift
Each team would work eight hours, rotating continuously while the machines never stopped moving. The excavation would run twenty-four hours a day, nonstop.
Sir Frederick believed that if something was worth doing, it should be done efficiently.
I stood beside Mr. and Mrs. Ray, watching the workers mark the ground where the foundation would begin.
Luis' father was incredibly hands-on. Even though I had already finalized the design, he still carefully reviewed every measurement, every marking on the ground, and every instruction given to the workers.
He crouched near the marked boundary lines while speaking with the site engineer.
"The excavation must reach 12 meters deep before the primary reinforcement is installed," he instructed calmly. He gestured toward the heavy machinery waiting along the perimeter. "Coordinate the six excavators, four drilling rigs, and more than twenty transport trucks efficiently. Keep the rotation precise."
The head engineer nodded respectfully.
"With the rotating teams and nonstop operations, we should complete the main excavation within a week, sir."
Sir Frederick gave a satisfied nod.
"Good. Maintain the schedule."
I felt grateful watching him work.
The bunker I designed was large, but it had to be.
The underground structure would span 70 meters in width and 90 meters in length, forming a reinforced complex hidden beneath the forest. Inside, it would contain four underground levels, each supported by reinforced concrete and steel structural framing.
There would be:
Reinforced living quarters
Storage chambers
A medical facility
Power generation and water filtration systems
Hydroponic farming areas
All of it hidden underground. All of it designed to survive.
Luis' father stood up and glanced at my blueprint tablet.
"You designed the structural supports well," he said approvingly. "The distribution of weight across the underground chambers is balanced."
I smiled politely.
"Thank you, sir."
He nodded once before returning his attention to the workers, supervising the first digging machines as they began removing layers of soil.
Beside me, Mrs. Ray gently tapped my arm.
"Are you thirsty, Mia? Or do you need anything?"
I looked at her, surprised by her concern.
"It's almost summer already," she added softly. "The wind feels warmer now."
I noticed it too. The breeze passing through the trees felt slightly warm, though the forest shade still kept the area comfortable. Tall trees surrounded the clearing, their leaves rustling softly with the wind.
I shook my head and smiled.
"I'm alright, ma'am. Thank you."
Mrs. Ray returned the smile warmly. Then her eyes sparkled with excitement.
"I'm actually very excited about the interior design."
I chuckled softly.
"Please tell me if you want anything added."
Her expression brightened immediately.
"Oh, I definitely do." She leaned closer as if sharing a secret. "I want a large kitchen."
I blinked.
"A very large one," she continued, smiling mischievously. "Even if we're inside during the apocalypse, I won't get bored. I'll just cook all the time."
I burst out laughing.
"That sounds like a good plan."
She laughed with me.
"At least we won't starve."
Meanwhile, Sir Frederick walked along the excavation lines while carefully supervising the workers digging the foundation. Despite his calm demeanor, everyone treated him with clear respect.
"Slowly," he instructed one operator. "Do not damage the support boundaries."
Then the digging machines roared to life. Metal arms plunged into the earth. Massive buckets lifted entire loads of soil at once, dumping them into waiting trucks that carried the dirt away from the site.
Within minutes, the quiet forest transformed into a powerful construction zone. Engines thundered. Machines groaned. Workers shouted instructions.
Dark layers of soil and rock began appearing as the digging continued deeper.
This process would not stop. Even when the sun set, floodlights illuminated the clearing, and the night shift continued the excavation. Day and night. Without pause.
I watched the process quietly, feeling something warm bloom in my chest.
After everything… after the memories of the future that haunted me… after the fear and sleepless nights…
This moment meant hope.
If everything went according to plan, the entire excavation and primary foundation pit would be completed within a week.
Luis's POV
Flashes from cameras lit the stage as the ribbon stretched across the entrance of the decoy project site.
I stood beside Mr. Alps, Mia's father, both of us dressed in formal suits.
Today we were representing Aetherion Land & Holdings and Alps Builders.
Behind us stood board members, executives, and project directors from both companies.
In front of us stood dozens of media representatives—newspaper publishers, bloggers, vloggers, and reporters holding microphones and cameras.
Exactly as planned.
This decoy project had drawn every curious eye. Mia was with my parents at the real site where the bunker construction had started. And here… I was distracting the world.
Mr. Alps and I both held the ceremonial scissors.
The host announced loudly.
"Today marks the beginning of a historic collaboration between Aetherion Land & Holdings and Alps Builders!"
Applause erupted. We smiled politely as cameras flashed nonstop. Then together—we cut the ribbon.
The red fabric fell. More applause followed as we shook hands. Reporters quickly surrounded us with microphones.
"Mr. Ray, what inspired this joint project?"
"Is this the beginning of a long-term partnership between the two companies?"
"Mr. Alps, how large is the development plan?"
I answered smoothly.
"This project represents a shared vision for sustainable infrastructure and community development."
Mr. Alps followed naturally.
"We're excited to combine our companies' strengths for something meaningful."
More photos. More questions. Everything went exactly as we expected. The media looked pleased. Satisfied. And completely focused on this project.
Good. That meant no one was looking at the forest where the real construction had begun.
Kevin's POV
Kevin stood among the invited executives at the decoy project site, watching the ceremony unfold. He clapped along with the others as Luis answered reporters' questions.
But his mind wasn't fully there. Something bothered him.
Mia wasn't here.
He glanced around again, just to be sure. She had designed this project. Yet she was nowhere in sight.
Last night, he had called her. She told him she might not be able to attend because she wasn't feeling well. At the time, he understood.
But now… something felt strange.
Kevin crossed his arms while watching Luis speak confidently to the reporters. He frowned slightly. Maybe he should visit Mia later.
He had noticed something lately. She seemed distant. Colder. And that wasn't good. Not good at all.
Mia's family was extremely wealthy. Her company alone was worth billions. He couldn't lose that connection. It was his only path to rise higher. His only path to eventually take control of Alps Builders.
Kevin forced a smile as cameras flashed again. Yes. He would visit Mia later. He needed to fix whatever distance was growing between them.