Chapter 13
The next day, Carmine and Sara drove Celina and Marco to the headquarters of Cioccolata Savoia, the main factory in Naples where Lauro worked. She enjoyed seeing the morning sun sparkle on the sea and light the mountains that rose around them.
“The old Bourbon palace was built two hundred years ago,” Carmine said as they passed a massive, dusty red-colored structure under renovation. Framed with palm trees and flanked by park-like grounds, the two-story building had rows of long windows and seemed to stretch on forever. “It’s being repurposed into a world-class art museum, which will showcase Italian art and our fine porcelain production. There is an entire room decorated in porcelain.”
Celina had marveled over the exquisite, intricately painted Capodimonte porcelain at their
