Chapter 118 - Ms. Thief

*Flashback*

-Seven Years Ago-

"Sister Xiu, here's your room keycard. Rest for the night. You have an early shoot tomorrow," the youngster passed the keycard to Xiu before helping her with her suitcase.

"Bohai, keep my work phone. Don't let me see it during this whole trip," Xiu shoved the phone in his hands almost as if she was trying to get rid of it.

The youngster named, Han Bohai looked at the phone in his hand before looking at her. "Sister Xiu, your mother is gonna contact you on this phone. It's not like you gave her your personal phone number."

Xiu snorted while rolling her eyes as she said, "My little assistant, she's my manager. The day she'll talk like my mother, I'll tell her my personal number." As she opened the room door, she turned and added, "You can contact me on my personal number if something urgent comes up. And let me remind you, my mother looking for me to talk about work is not urgent! Let me say it again, NOT AT ALL IMPORTANT!"

Han Bohai looked in a dilemma. "Sister Xiu, why do you have a personal phone though? Only I know the number since I got you that under my own name."

Xiu let him place her suitcases inside the room as she sat down on the couch. "That's my weird of having some freedom. That phone is the only thing that's out of my mother's or my company's radar. Let me have some peace. Go and rest."

"Okay, then you have a good rest as well. And please, get some sleep," he said before leaving the room.

After he left her in the room, Xiu opened her bag to take out her nightclothes before she went to take a shower. Following her shower, she made a cup of coffee for herself and sat down on a comfortable chair near the glass windows. Looking at the wisps of steam, her glossy black eyes looked dazed.

She shook her head to get rid of the weird thing running through her mind and finally looked for her personal phone. When she turned it on, she frowned seeing that there was a sports car photo on her lock screen. "Didn't I have my own picture on the lock screen?" She scratched her forehead in confusion before swiping her finger on the screen only to realize that the phone was unlocked without asking for her password. 

At this realization, she swallowed her saliva and frantically looked through the phone. "Shit! This is not my phone!" She hit her head on the chair before trying to think about what happened. She went to the net cafe before Han Bohai picked her up and they took the flight here. That meant she picked the wrong phone.

Xiu instantly dialed her own number and waited nervously for someone to pick up. After the third ring, the phone was picked up and without waiting for the other person to speak, she said, "You have my phone. Please tell me it's safe."

"I have your phone Ms. Kidnapper. Oh, wait, now I should be calling you Ms. Thief," Darren's accusing voice was heard from the other side.

"Hey! Who are you calling a thief?" Xiu snapped at him.

"You. Because you took my phone first. That makes you the thief between us," said Darren without any modesty at all.

Xiu was fuming but she still remembered her psychiatrist's advice, she should stay positive and have healthy thoughts. Let's be calm Xiu! She reminded herself before saying, "Give me my phone, please. It's important."

From her personal locker accounts to her investment details, every single thing was saved on that phone. Even though the phone was password-protected, her worry was that she never bothered remembering the details herself. It was such an irresponsible thing to do but then again, she was an irresponsible person.

"Hmm... Give it back to you?" He asked as if it wasn't obvious.

"Yes, of course," Xiu replied matter-of-factly.

"Okay. Let me try this... Abracadabra! Oh, it's still here in my hand." Xiu opened her mouth to say something again when he added, "Let's try Bibidibabidiboo... Tsk. Tsk. It's a pity but seems like your phone doesn't know how to fly."

Xiu really wanted to get inside the phone line to punch him in the face for that comment. "Are you trying to be funny or rude?" she gritted out in anger.

"I was being sarcastic Ms. Slowpoke," was his reply in a bored tone making her anger to skyrocket.

"You! Son of a bloody biscuit! There is no need for that attitude of yours. Keep my phone safe. I'll take it later in the week."

"But I want my phone right now, I'm in a hurry for that." He sounded impatient.

"Oh, Mr. Smartypants, do you think your phone can fly? Because I don't mind throwing it out the window!" She yelled at him through the phone and Darren had to keep the phone away from his ear, in case, his eardrums got injured or something.

"Throw it, I also know how to swing," was his reply in amus.e.m.e.nt. "Don't forget to say goodbye to your phone." He waited for her to say something but when she didn't he added, "Tell me where I can collect my phone. I'll come right now."

"Right now? So you want me to tell you about my hotel details so that the paparazzi could have a field day making scandals about me. No thank you very much but I'll decline this offer."

"Then what do you suggest? I told you I'm in a hurry to get my phone as well." Darren insisted like before.

"Hmm... Let me think about this..." Xiu thought about it hard before saying, "My schedule will be over here in two days. Can you wait till then? I'll call you to inform you about the place and time."

"I'm quite impatient. So, your two days better be just two days. Otherwise, I'll really throw your phone," he warned through the phone.

"Stop with the threatening like a thug. It's not like there is anything important on your phone. Except for cars, there is nothing in this phone of yours," Xiu spoke without even thinking.

"You went through my phone!" Darren exclaimed in anger and Xiu hung up the call without waiting for him to explode any further.

"Oh, boy! That went the wrong way!" She whispered to herself before laughing to herself like a fool.