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"I\'m holding up," Jiyeon replied, though the fatigue was evident in her voice. "But this project... it\'s everything. I can\'t let it fail."

Yura\'s eyes softened ever so slightly, a rare glimpse of the woman beneath the strategist. "It won\'t fail," she said with quiet conviction. "You\'ve put too much of yourself into this for it to crumble now. And with the support we\'ve secured, it\'s only a matter of time before we see this through."

Jiyeon nodded, feeling a sense of reassurance she desperately needed. Yura\'s confidence was infectious, a steady force that kept her grounded even as the pressure mounted.

Together, they walked the site, Yura observing every detail with a critical eye. Workers paused to acknowledge her presence, their respect for her palpable despite the fear she often inspired. Yura wasn\'t one to inspire loyalty through kindness; she commanded it through sheer force of will and an unyielding commitment to excellence.

As they reached the east wing, where the electrical wiring had caused delays, Yura\'s gaze sharpened. "Is this the section that caused the issue?" she asked, her tone laced with subtle disapproval.

"Yes," Jiyeon replied, trying to keep the frustration from her voice. "We managed to reallocate resources to keep things on track, but it cost us valuable time."

Yura nodded, her mind already calculating. "We\'ll make up for it in other areas. I\'ve arranged for additional workers to assist with the final installations. They\'ll be here within the hour."

Jiyeon exhaled in relief. Yura\'s ability to pull strings and secure resources on such short notice was something she had always admired—and, at times, envied. "That\'ll make a huge difference."

"It will," Yura affirmed. She turned to face Jiyeon fully, her expression unreadable. "But you need to make sure you\'re not overextending yourself. This project needs you to be sharp, not worn down."

Jiyeon wanted to argue, to say that she could handle the strain, but she knew Yura was right. The relentless push had taken its toll, and as much as she hated to admit it, she wasn\'t at her best. "I\'ll take a short break," she conceded. "But just a short one."

Yura\'s lips curved into a small, almost imperceptible smile. "Good. I\'ll handle things here for now. Go rest."

With that, Yura turned back to the site, already issuing orders and directing the flow of work with her usual precision. Jiyeon watched her for a moment, a sense of awe mixed with gratitude filling her chest. Yura was more than just a partner; she was the other half of Jiyeon\'s strength, the force that kept her grounded when everything else seemed to be spinning out of control.

Reluctantly, Jiyeon made her way to the makeshift office. The moment she sat down, the exhaustion hit her full force, a wave of fatigue that nearly took her breath away. She leaned back in her chair, closing her eyes for what she promised herself would be only a few minutes.

But even as she tried to rest, her mind wouldn\'t stop racing. The countdown was ever-present in her thoughts, a ticking clock that refused to be ignored.

[2 days, 23 hours, 57 minutes remaining.]

The system\'s reminder was a cruel jolt, pulling Jiyeon from the brink of sleep. She sat up with a start, her heart pounding in her chest. There was no time to rest—not when they were so close.

Jiyeon pushed herself to her feet, determined to shake off the exhaustion. She splashed cold water on her face from a nearby sink, the shock of it clearing her head just enough to focus. She couldn\'t afford to slow down, not when the end was within reach.

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As she stepped back outside, the first rays of dawn were beginning to bathe the site in a soft, golden light. The workers were still going strong, their movements precise and purposeful despite the long hours. The energy on the site had shifted, a renewed sense of determination taking hold as they neared the final stretch.

Jiyeon spotted Yura near the main entrance, speaking with a group of new arrivals—the additional workers she had promised. Even from a distance, Jiyeon could see the way they deferred to Yura, their postures respectful and slightly apprehensive. Yura had that effect on people—her mere presence commanded attention and respect.

As Jiyeon approached, Yura looked up, her expression softening slightly when she saw her. "Feeling better?" she asked, her tone still businesslike but tinged with genuine concern.

"Enough to keep going," Jiyeon replied, her voice steadier now. "Thanks for handling things while I took a break."

Yura nodded, her gaze returning to the workers. "We\'re in the final phase now. Everything is coming together, but we can\'t afford any more setbacks. I\'ve arranged for additional materials to be delivered this afternoon to ensure we don\'t run into any more supply issues."

Jiyeon felt a surge of gratitude. Yura had thought of everything, anticipated every possible problem before it could arise. It was that meticulous attention to detail that made her such a formidable force in the business world—and an invaluable ally in this project.

"Let\'s finish this," Jiyeon said, her voice filled with determination.

Yura\'s lips curved into that small, confident smile once more. "We will."

The next few hours were a blur of activity, with Jiyeon and Yura working side by side to ensure everything was on track. The additional workers made a noticeable difference, their presence speeding up the final installations and giving the entire operation a renewed sense of momentum.

As the sun climbed higher in the sky, the tension on the site began to ease slightly. There was still a long way to go, but for the first time in days, it felt like they were finally in control.

Jiyeon found herself constantly glancing at the system\'s countdown, the numbers ticking away with relentless precision. But now, instead of dread, she felt a strange sense of calm. They were cutting it close, but with Yura\'s support and the team\'s hard work, she knew they could make it.

By midday, the most critical tasks were nearing completion. The electrical wiring had been fully installed, the flooring was done, and the lighting fixtures were in place. The site was beginning to resemble the polished, modern space Jiyeon had envisioned from the start.

But there was still one major hurdle left—the inspection. It was scheduled for the following day, and if they didn\'t pass, everything they had worked for would be in jeopardy.

Jiyeon felt the familiar knot of anxiety tighten in her chest as she thought about it. The inspector was known for being tough, with a reputation for finding even the smallest flaws. Jiyeon knew they had done everything they could to prepare, but the thought of something going wrong at the last minute was almost too much to bear.

She voiced her concerns to Yura as they stood in the main lobby, overseeing the final touches. "The inspection tomorrow... it\'s the last major hurdle. If we don\'t pass, it could set us back by weeks."

Yura\'s gaze was steady, unwavering. "We\'ll pass," she said with quiet certainty. "I\'ve already arranged for an additional review this evening to ensure everything is up to code. We\'ll have the best team on-site to handle any last-minute issues."

Jiyeon nodded, taking comfort in Yura\'s confidence. "Thank you, Yura. I don\'t know how I\'d do this without you."

Yura\'s expression softened, a rare moment of vulnerability breaking through her usual cold exterior. "You would find a way, Jiyeon. But I\'m here because I want to be—because we\'re in this together."

Jiyeon felt a lump form in her throat, a mix of exhaustion, relief, and overwhelming gratitude. She reached out, taking Yura\'s hand in hers, the simple gesture conveying everything she couldn\'t put into words.

Yura squeezed her hand gently, her expression resolute. "We\'re going to finish this, Jiyeon. And when we do, it\'ll be something to be proud of."

The afternoon passed in a blur of final preparations, with Jiyeon and Yura working tirelessly to ensure every detail was perfect. The site buzzed with a focused intensity, the workers driven by the same determination that fueled Jiyeon and Yura.

As evening fell, the site was finally ready for the inspection. The space was immaculate, every corner polished, every fixture in place. Jiyeon stood in the center of the main lobby, taking it all in—the culmination of weeks of relentless effort, sleepless nights, and countless challenges.

Yura stood beside her, her gaze sweeping over the space with a satisfied nod. "It\'s ready," she said quietly.

Jiyeon felt a wave of relief wash over her, the weight of the past few days finally beginning to lift. "It\'s ready," she echoed, her voice filled with quiet pride.

The countdown continued to tick away in the back of her mind, but for the first time, Jiyeon felt a sense of calm. They had done everything they could, and now it was up to the inspector to give the final approval.

[1 day, 23 hours, 12 minutes remaining.]

As the night fell over the site, Jiyeon and Yura shared a quiet moment of victory. They weren\'t done yet, but they were close—so close that Jiyeon could almost taste it.

"We\'re going to make it," Jiyeon said softly, her voice filled with quiet determination.

Yura nodded, her gaze steady. "Yes, we are."