Chapter 740 A Role Model

"It's Gina Jackman. I used to live in the apartment unit below your parents, but I guess you don't know me since we seldom saw each other, huh?" The woman wiped her hands on her apron.

Her hands were oily because of the dishes she cooked at her food stand. Her hands would still appear unclean even if she rinsed them. So, she wiped them against her apron while flustered.

Carissa had finally remembered who this woman was. "I remember you. It's just that we haven't seen each other in a while, so I couldn't recall at first glance. Please don't take it to heart, Ms. Gina."

One couldn't blame Carissa for not remembering. In truth, most neighbors seldom saw each other despite living in the same apartment.

Carissa's memories of Gina were from her days as a junior in high school. She would go downstairs to the activity area, where Gina's child would play in the sandbox.

Carissa never interfered with the child and would only watch from afar. She couldn't help reflecting on her childhood n