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

knew where you were! But you mean you really didn’t draw

stage name either.” Ziana just said that, and then she

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

the brush.

painting was two

she felt that she admired the

had learned, she felt she plunged into

she the painter back?

Ziana sat quietly for

her experience when she was sixteen years old.

that her past was

spent most of the time on the island. She either learned skills from her masters or kept in retreat in the

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

what Roger said about being an apprentice, nor the painting that Colter said.

figure it out, and finally decided to go downstairs to

her since she was a child. If she really lost

he had a clue about the

Yudel was

black and big, and

to hug Ziana.

was happy, giggling and snuggling up to Ziana.

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

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

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

arms obediently.

comforted Ewen while she looked

something to say, just say it. When do we

was surprised, “Is my expression

ask?” Yudel was curious, “Who called just now?

he said, “You seem to get closer

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