44 Napoleon's Ambition Ignited

"This is my office," Ciela opened the door, leading Napoleon inside. As they stepped into the room, Napoleon's eyes scanned the space, taking in the meticulously arranged surroundings. The office was immaculate, each item in its designated place, radiating an aura of order and efficiency.

The walls were adorned with elegant paintings, adding a touch of sophistication to the room. A soft, pleasant scent lingered in the air as if a bouquet of freshly picked flowers had been placed nearby. Napoleon couldn't help but be reminded of the delicate fragrance that seemed to embody Ciela herself—graceful and alluring.

His gaze then fell upon the desk, where stacks of papers were neatly organized. Each document appeared to be meticulously sorted and labeled. The sheer number of papers on the desk caught Napoleon's attention. The stacks seemed to go on endlessly, hinting at the countless hours of research and preparation that Ciela had devoted to her work.