57. Gina's Arrival

When Celine was about to take the third fried banana into her mouth, she heard someone calling her name from outside. Celine knew precisely who the owner of that voice was. She and Grandma could only exchange glances. In Celine's heart, she cursed, wondering how the owner of that voice had managed to get here.

Just as she was about to stand up and welcome the guest, another greeting was heard at the door. Grandma shook her head and smiled at Celine, signaling her to open the door.

"I don't know what else this person wants," Celine grumbled. She got up from her seat and hurried to open the door. As the door opened, her earlier guess was correct. Gina stood there with enthusiasm and a wide smile. On her back was a backpack containing, Celine guessed, Gina's clothes.

"What are you doing here?" Celine asked curiously.

"Oh, why? This is Grandma's house, right? It's not just you, who can come here. I can come too. Right, Grandma?" Gina replied casually while entering the house and shaking h