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.”

me

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

stage name either.” Ziana just said that, and

Prayer, she clearly felt that she chimed perfectly with the original painter’s style. She could even feel the emotional fluctuations and

the brush.

had finished the painting was

she felt that she admired the painter back and planned

combined with everything she had learned, she felt she plunged into

she the painter back?

Colter ended, Ziana sat quietly

recalled her experience when she was sixteen

that her past was very

learned skills

to Nansen Waley to learn martial arts on a whim. She had been

what Roger said about being an apprentice,

didn’t figure it out, and finally decided

child. If she really lost her

a clue about the painting of

downstairs, Yudel was playing with Ewen.

big, and made

he opened his arms wide to hug Ziana. Ziana hugged him and kissed him several

was happy, giggling and snuggling up to Ziana.

little guy’s chubby arms and legs, which was so soft

face, “Do you want mommy

After she played with him for a while, the little guy got lazy

arms obediently.

she

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

my expression

do you want to ask?” Yudel was curious, “Who called just now? Edison?”

get closer to him recently. Are

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