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.”

were people who looked forward to seeing a wonderful

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

beautiful piano music continued interweaving with the ambiance in the banquet hall.

look at “An Ole to Fall”. Then, she put her paintbrush on paper without hesitation.

had experience in painting were instantly astonished

to paint,

of the painting. It was

need to think about the force needed in every stroke n length and width

gradually immersed herself in the process, leading to

watched Suzanne paint. They were shocked by the emergence of a masterpiece. Some of them even rubbed their eyes as they couldn’t

found Suzanne’s

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out their phones and tapped into Inkwell’s account on a streaming platform she frequented. Then, they played some of her

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

stood at the side silently, his gaze fixed on Suzanne’s

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on painting.

who laid their eyes on her could never avert their gazes, for she was

exclaimed in surprise, “Holy shit! She’s Inkwell!”

fully replicate

look at this video! Both Inkwell and Mrs. Horrison have a small mole on the back of their

painting styles are

ago. Rumors claim that she’s no longer alive. That’s why the value of

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