The Wrong Woman

Chapter 44

Suzanne could only look at Nathan helplessly. Confusion and uneasiness filled her beautiful eyes.

Nathan felt as though his heart had melted into a puddle. Never did he realize that Suzanne’s helpless and vulnerable gaze would leave such a huge impact on him.

He walked over to Suzanne and leaned in to murmur into her ear.”

Suzanne, all the guests here are our friends and family. To tell you the truth, no one cares about the authenticity of famous paintings or your skill level.

“This is just an event that’s thrown in to please Grandma. It’s fine as long as you show her how much you care for her. Everything else doesn’t matter, so you don’t have to care about it. Just paint whatever

you want.”

Nathan’s words reassured Suzanne greatly.

He continued, “Do you know how to imitate paintings?”

Suzanne replied, albeit in an uncertain manner, “Yeah, I guess. It’s easy to imitate other paintings.”

Nathan said reassuringly, “Then, you can imitate one of Inkwell’s paintings. The painting before us is an imitation, anyway.”

Suzanne knew that she had to do it no matter what. Left without a choice, she picked up a paintbrush and dipped it in the ink pot.

Her other hand slowly glided across the paper, moving to and fro three times in a row. She caressed the paper gently and carefully.

At that moment, someone piped up, “She even imitated Inkwell’s habit during the preparation stage. It seems that she’s planning on

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imitating Inkwell’s artwork.”

watched Suzanne’s every move intently. There were people who looked forward to seeing a wonderful performance. Others giddily waited for her

interested in the performance at all. They continued mingling amongst themselves

continued interweaving with the ambiance

to Fall”. Then, she put her paintbrush on paper without

those who had experience in painting were instantly astonished by her

firm and controlled. She knew exactly where to paint, so

initial study of the painting. It was as though she had developed

didn’t need to think about the force needed in every stroke n length and width of the strokes

immersed herself in the process, leading

paint. They were shocked by the emergence of a masterpiece. Some of them

Suzanne’s performance

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into Inkwell’s account on a streaming platform she

then, Suzanne had already gone into a self-induced trance. She had no idea that everyone around her was starting to

at the side silently, his

She looked even more dazzling when

on painting.

had a unique flair in her charm. Those who laid their eyes on

exclaimed in surprise, “Holy shit! She’s

the connection as well! No one can fully replicate

Mrs. Horrison have a small mole on the back of their

habits and their painting styles are the same!”

went missing three years ago. Rumors claim that she’s no longer alive. That’s why the value of her

meet Inkwell in person. What’s more shocking is the