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?”

you were! But you mean you really didn’t draw this series of paintings? Then who painted them? Who

Ziana just said that, and then

original painter’s style. She could even feel the emotional fluctuations and temperature of the original painter through the strokes of

the brush.

finished the painting was two hours

time, she felt that she admired the painter back and planned

she had learned, she felt she plunged into the

the painter back?

with Colter ended, Ziana sat quietly for

carefully recalled her experience when she was

her past was

She either learned

April of that year, she packed her bags and went to Nansen Waley to learn martial arts on a

recall what Roger said about being an apprentice, nor

it out, and finally decided to go downstairs to

was a child.

clue about the

Ziana came downstairs, Yudel was

big, and

her, he opened his arms wide to hug Ziana. Ziana hugged

happy, giggling and snuggling up to Ziana.

chubby arms and legs, which was so soft

face, “Do you

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.

comforted Ewen while she

have something to say, just

my expression so

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

as he said, “You seem to get closer to him recently. Are you

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