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.”

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her, “I have contacted, but I failed to get in touch with you. Who knew where you were! But you mean you really didn’t draw this series of paintings? Then who

stage name either.” Ziana just said that, and then she was not sure

that she chimed perfectly with the original painter’s style. She could even feel

the brush.

painting was two hours shorter than she predicted.

that she admired the painter

she felt she

the painter

Colter ended, Ziana sat quietly

experience when she

that her past was

of the time on the island. She either learned skills from her masters or kept in retreat

April of that year, she packed her bags and went to Nansen Waley to learn martial arts on a whim. She had been learning martial arts ever since.

being an apprentice, nor the painting

it out, and finally decided to go

her since she was a child. If she really lost her memory, Yudel must know.

about

came downstairs, Yudel was playing with Ewen.

black and big, and made him look

hug Ziana.

giggling and snuggling up to Ziana.

and legs, which was

baby?” She rubbed his little face, “Do you want mommy to put you down

feet. After she played with him for a while, the

arms obediently.

Ewen while she looked at Yudel.

glasses, “If you have something to say, just say it. When

was surprised, “Is my expression

want to ask?” Yudel was curious,

seem to get closer to him recently. Are you ready to be his

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