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?” Ziana

have contacted, but I failed to get in touch with you. Who knew where you were! But you mean you really didn’t draw this series of paintings? Then who painted them? Who is

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

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

the brush.

the painting was

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

everything she had learned, she felt she plunged into the

she the painter back?

call with Colter ended, Ziana

carefully recalled her experience when

discovered that her past was

most of the time on the island. She either learned skills from her

year, she packed her bags and went to Nansen Waley to learn martial arts on a whim. She had been learning martial arts ever

an apprentice, nor

decided to go downstairs

with her since she was a child. If she

about the painting of Katyusha.

Ziana came downstairs, Yudel was

and made him look very smart.

wide to hug Ziana. Ziana hugged him and kissed

was happy, giggling and snuggling up to

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

rubbed his little face, “Do you want mommy to put you down

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

arms obediently.

she looked

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

“Is my expression so obvious?”

was curious, “Who called just now?

as he said, “You seem to get closer to

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