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

get in touch with you. Who knew where you were! But you mean

isn’t my stage name either.” Ziana just said that, and then she was not sure for a moment.

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

the brush.

finished the painting was

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

had learned, she felt she plunged

she the painter back?

with Colter ended, Ziana sat quietly for a

her experience when she was sixteen years

she discovered that her past was

island. She either learned

Waley to learn martial arts on a whim. She had been learning martial arts ever since.

couldn’t recall what Roger said about being an apprentice,

it out, and finally decided to go

since she was a child. If she really lost her memory, Yudel must

he had a clue about the painting of Katyusha.

came downstairs, Yudel was playing with Ewen.

and

his arms wide to hug Ziana. Ziana

guy was happy, giggling and snuggling

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

don’t you sleep tonight, baby?” She rubbed his little face, “Do

she played with him for a while, the little guy got lazy and lay in

arms obediently.

she

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

my expression

do you want to ask?” Yudel was curious,

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

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