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 then?” Ziana

but I failed to get in touch with you. Who knew where you

Ziana just

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

the brush.

she had finished the painting was two hours shorter than

time, she felt that she admired the painter back and

she had learned, she felt she plunged into the

the painter back?

call with Colter ended, Ziana sat quietly

carefully recalled her experience when she

discovered that her past was very simple.

learned skills from her masters or kept in

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

an apprentice,

finally decided to go downstairs to find

with her since she was a child. If she really lost her

had a clue about

Ziana came downstairs, Yudel

and big, and made him look very smart.

opened his arms wide to hug Ziana. Ziana hugged him

little guy was happy, giggling and snuggling up

to touch the little guy’s chubby arms and legs, which was so soft to hold them in

She rubbed his little face,

hands and feet. After she played with him

arms obediently.

while she looked at

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

surprised, “Is my

Yudel was curious, “Who called

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

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