Chapter 118 Ms. Thief

*Flashback* -Seven Years Ago- "Christina, here's your room keycard. Rest up for the night. You have an early shoot tomorrow," the young assistant passed the keycard to Christina before helping her with her suitcase. "Bohemia, keep my work phone. Don’t let me see it during this entire trip," Christina handed over the phone to him as if she was eager to rid herself of it. Han Bohemia, her assistant, glanced at the phone in his hand, puzzled. "Christina, your mother is going to contact you on this phone. You haven’t given her your personal number." Christina rolled her eyes and scoffed, "My little assistant, she’s my manager. The day she talks to me like a mother, I'll give her my personal number." As she opened the room door, she turned back and added, "You can contact me on my personal phone if something urgent comes up. And let me remind you, my mother calling to talk about work is *not* urgent! Let me say it again, NOT AT ALL IMPORTANT!" Han Bohemia looked torn. "Christina, why