The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 230

Chapter 230 I’m Not the Painter Back, Really

Colter felt confused when he heard the question. He looked at Ziana through the screen with a weird expression, “Ziana, are you kidding? It is you who ask someone to give me the painting!”

“What?” Ziana was shocked because she never expected this.

She was confused and asked uncertainly, “I gave it to you? When? Why don’t I remember!”

Colter had thought she told lies at first, but now he noticed something was wrong. He became serious, “Have you lost your memory? Is it true or not? It was at your sixteen–year–old that you sent it from an island!”

The keyword sixteen was like a switch which made Ziana silent.

When she met Roger Hutch, he also mentioned her sixteen–year–old.

He said that when she was sixteen, she had promised to worship him as a teacher. But she broke her word.

She didn’t remember it at all!

When she was sixteen, she only remembered that she was learning martial arts.

But Roger and Colter didn’t need to lie to her.

So whether their memory was wrong, or her memory was wrong.

Did she really lose her memory?

Ziana was confused and asked eagerly, “You said I asked someone to send it to you. Did I say anything at that time?”

She tried to remember something through some details.

Colter on the screen narrowed his eyes, lost in his remembrance.

He shook his head, “No. This series of paintings was sent to the studio suddenly one day. The address was from your island. When I saw it, I subconsciously thought it was you who painted it. Because I knew your brushwork and skills. But the styles of that series were different from your previous paintings, so I think it was your new style.”

didn’t contact me

stared at her, “I have contacted, but I failed to get in touch with you. Who knew where you

just said that, and

she chimed perfectly with the original painter’s style. She could even feel the emotional fluctuations and temperature of the original

the brush.

the painting was two hours shorter than she

she felt that she admired the painter back and planned to meet her.

with everything she had learned, she felt

she the painter

ended, Ziana sat

carefully recalled her experience when she was sixteen years old.

that her past was

learned skills from her masters or kept in retreat

of that year, she packed her bags and went to Nansen Waley to learn martial

Roger said about being an apprentice, nor the painting

and finally decided to go downstairs

had been with her since she was a child. If she

about the painting of

downstairs, Yudel

and big, and made him look very smart.

arms wide to hug Ziana. Ziana

giggling

arms and legs,

tonight, baby?” She rubbed his little face,

smiled and danced with his hands and feet. After she played with him for a while, the little guy got lazy and lay in

arms obediently.

she looked at Yudel.

pushed his glasses, “If you have something to say, just say it. When do we become so hesitant

was surprised, “Is my

want to ask?” Yudel was curious, “Who

eyebrows deliberately as he said, “You seem to get

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