The Wrong Woman

Chapter 45

“I’m so lucky to be able to meet you while I’m still alive, Inkwell! You’re my favorite artist!”

“It turns out that you really are a young woman, Inkwell! I used to watch your painting videos. When I saw your dainty hands, I figured that you must be a woman.

“But your artwork depicts the determination and grit commonly found in ambitious, men. All of your paintings are so majestic that I can’t help but marvel in awe.”

“Your ink wash paintings are extremely poetic and breathtaking.

There are so many elements and hidden meanings in your artwork. really, really like them.”

Suzanne was disoriented from the things she had just heard. She could only stay rooted to the spot, shell-shocked, as she was unable to register what was going on.

Vera, on the other hand, had already teared up from how emotional she was. She knew from the start that Suzanne was extremely

talented.

However, she didn’t realize that Suzanne was actually a famous painter who had never revealed her identity before.

Meanwhile, Sally was so pissed that her expression had gone thunderous. She initially wanted to embarrass Suzanne in public, but she never expected Suzanne to possess such a wondrous identity.

Her actions had inadvertently helped Suzanne in showing off and shocking everyone with her talent.

The Morrisons were also astonished by what had just happened.

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them could barely think straight.

Nathan and handed him a phone respectfully. Nathan accepted it before playing the video that was displayed

fair and dainty hands could be seen in the video. The background consisted of a piece of white paper, a paintbrush, and an

painting. There was a faint mole dotted on the back of her right

Morrison, Mrs. Morrison is most definitely

investigate this account, including the company managing this account as

replied before leaving

truth. She dared not admit nor deny her alias as Inkwell simply because she couldn’t remember

played on a phone that

Inkwell’s hands for someone else’s, but

recognize her own hands. She looked at them every day, after

was most likely the painter in the

and movements mirrored hers whenever she

painted.

was shocked. She turned to gaze at Vera in confusion, noting the excitement dancing

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back to face Nathan. He still wore

impassive expression. He looked like he was deep

a few people murmured among

could she be an artist? If her paintings can be sold for

branding her