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.”

people who looked forward to seeing a

performance at all. They

continued interweaving with the ambiance in the banquet

a good, long look at “An Ole to Fall”. Then, she put her paintbrush

her first stroke, those who had experience in painting were instantly astonished by her

where to paint, so her brush strokes didn’t come out sloppy.

head anymore after her first initial study of the painting. It

force needed in every stroke n length and width of the strokes she should paint.

process, leading

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

found Suzanne’s performance

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account on a streaming platform she frequented. Then, they played some of her videos and compared them

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

side silently, his

even more dazzling

on painting.

in her charm. Those who laid their eyes

exclaimed in surprise, “Holy shit!

replicate every

and Mrs. Horrison have a small mole on the

their habits and their painting styles are the

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

thought I’d be able to meet Inkwell in person. What’s more shocking is the fact