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.”

contact me then?” Ziana asked.

I failed to get in touch with you. Who knew where you were! But

me, and back isn’t my stage name either.” Ziana just said that, and then

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

the brush.

she had finished the painting was two hours

admired the painter back and planned to meet

everything she had learned, she felt she

the painter

Ziana sat quietly

her experience when she

discovered that her past was very simple.

of the time on the island. She either learned skills from her

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

recall what Roger said about being an apprentice, nor the painting that

figure it out, and finally decided to go

child. If she really lost

he had a clue about

downstairs, Yudel was playing with Ewen.

and made him look

wide to hug Ziana. Ziana hugged him and

was happy, giggling and snuggling up to Ziana.

the little guy’s chubby arms and legs,

his little face, “Do you want mommy to put

she played with him for

arms obediently.

Ewen while she looked

to say, just say it. When do we

was surprised, “Is my

ask?” Yudel was curious, “Who called just

seem to get closer to

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