The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 230

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 then?”

Who knew where you were! But you mean you really didn’t draw this series of

just said that, and then

when she copied the painting of Katyusha’s Prayer, she clearly felt that she chimed perfectly with the original painter’s style. She could even feel the emotional fluctuations and temperature of the original painter through the strokes

the brush.

time she had finished the painting was two hours shorter

the

combined with everything she had learned, she felt she

she the

the call with Colter ended, Ziana sat

recalled her experience when

that her past was

either learned skills from her masters or kept

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

couldn’t recall what Roger said about being an apprentice, nor the painting

it out, and finally decided to

had been with her since she was a child. If she really

clue about the painting of

downstairs, Yudel was playing with

black and big, and made him look very

hug Ziana. Ziana hugged him and kissed him several times.

happy, giggling

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

his little face, “Do you want mommy to

danced with his hands and feet. After she played with him for a while, the little guy got

arms obediently.

while she

you have something to say, just say it.

“Is my

Yudel was curious, “Who called just

get closer to him recently. Are you ready

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