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.”

didn’t contact me then?” Ziana

to get in touch with you. Who knew where you were! But you mean you really didn’t draw this series of

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

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

the brush.

had finished the painting

that she admired the

had learned, she felt she

she the painter

Ziana sat quietly for a

experience when she

she discovered that her past was very simple.

on the island. She either learned

packed her bags and went to Nansen Waley to learn martial arts on

couldn’t recall what Roger said about being an

it out, and finally decided to go

been with her since she was a child. If she

a clue about

downstairs, Yudel was playing with

and big, and made him look

he opened his arms wide to hug Ziana. Ziana hugged him and kissed him

little guy was happy, giggling

arms and legs, which was so soft to hold them in

tonight, baby?” She rubbed his little face, “Do you want mommy to put you down for sleep?”

After she played with him for a while, the little guy

arms obediently.

while she looked at Yudel.

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

was surprised, “Is my expression so obvious?”

want to ask?” Yudel was curious, “Who

said, “You seem to get closer to him recently. Are you ready to be his

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