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.”

contact me then?”

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

my stage name either.” Ziana just said that, and then she was not sure

perfectly with the original painter’s style. She could even feel

the brush.

finished the painting was

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

everything she had learned, she felt she plunged into the

she the painter

with Colter ended, Ziana sat

experience when she

that her

the island. She either learned

Waley to learn martial

Roger said about being an

it out, and finally decided to go downstairs to

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

had a clue about the painting of Katyusha.

Ziana came downstairs, Yudel was playing with Ewen.

black and big, and made

wide to hug Ziana. Ziana hugged

happy, giggling and snuggling up to

chubby arms and legs, which was so

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

him

arms obediently.

while she looked at Yudel.

say, just say it. When do we become so hesitant

surprised, “Is my expression so obvious?”

to ask?” Yudel was curious, “Who called

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

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