Celia sat at her desk, fingers brushing over the folder Viktor had handed her moments ago. The words "Confidential Strategic Brief" were printed boldly across the top. Her heart pounded as she flipped it open, eyes scanning the neatly organized contents, maps, market data, financial trends, coded notes she didn’t fully understand yet but would have to.
She had twenty minutes to absorb everything.
Celia inhaled deeply, then leaned forward and started piecing it all together. Her mind raced, but she forced herself to stay calm. She broke down the figures, connected patterns, and jotted down quick points she could rely on. Exactly twenty minutes later, a suited staff member approached her desk, his footsteps barely audible over the soft hum of the office. He gave a polite nod and said, “Th
