At this hour, the sky was still dark, not yet touched by the light of dawn.


    Charlie and Isaac Cameron disembarked from the ne, where Isaac’s team was already waiting for them.


    With respect, Isaac Cameron addressed Charlie, saying, “Master, it’s still an hour before dawn. Would you like to rest at Shangri-La for a bit?”


    Charlie paused to consider, then waved his hand dismissively, saying, “Arrange a car for me. I’ll head to the hot spring at Champs Elysees on my own. I’ll stop by the vi to rest and will return home by noon.”


    Charlie was reluctant to take Mason’s portrait back home. He worried about how to exin it to his family, especially since he was the vice president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association. He imagined his father-inw seeing it and making a big deal out of it. Furthermore, he feared that his mother-inw, ine, might one day find herself in need of money and impulsively decide to sell the painting.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Thus, he made the decision to leave the painting at the Champs Elysees Hot Spring Vi until after dawn.


    Although the vi’s staff were aware of the situation, the upgraded security measures included face and fingerprint recognition, ensuring that only Charlie could ess it. This meant he had no worries about his family discovering the portrait.


    Upon hearing that Charlie intended to go to the Champs Elysees Hot Spring Vi, Isaac Cameron quickly offered, “Then I’ll drive you there!”


    Charlie shook his head, insisting, “No need to trouble yourself. You’ve had a long day; go home and rest. I can manage on my own.”


    Seeing Charlie’s determination, Isaac Cameron nodded in agreement. He instructed his subordinates to prepare one of the Rolls-Royce vehicles, handing the keys to Charlie with great respect. “Master, feel free to reach out if you need anything.”


    “Thank you,” Charlie replied, epting the keys. “I’ll be on my way now.”


    Charlie then drove alone to the Champs Elysees Hot Spring Vi. Once he arrived, he securely stored the painting in the safe located in the vi’s basement.<fn4e68> Readplete version only at find{n}ovel</fn4e68>


    After taking care of that, Charlie made his way to the indoor hot spring pool. The Champs Elysees Hot Spring Vi boasted its own exclusive geothermal springs, which had been sourced from the local area for decades. The spring water flowed continuously, a feature that had been designed into the residential area to ensure that the owners always had ess to clean, hot spring water. This was one of the vi’s main selling points.


    Charlie didn’t n to return home too early. It would be odd to arrive back in the morning, and he knew his wife, ire, would find it difficult to stay upte waiting for him. It made more sense to rx here and head home around noon or in the afternoon.


    So, he leisurely undressed and settled into the hot spring pool.


    After several days of running around, Charlie felt hardly fatigued but knew he needed to unwind.