The Wrong Woman

Chapter 151

Before “Inkwell” could make a move, Suzanne had picked up the paintbrush. Despite her memory loss, she had no intention of relying on her previous works. Instinctively, she smoothed out the paper before beginning to paint.

“That’s definitely Inkwell. I’d recognize those beautiful fingers anywhere,” one viewer remarked.

“I knew it! Those hands are unmistakable. She’s the real deal,”

exclaimed another.

“It’s been three years since we’ve seen Inkwell. What masterpiece will she create this time?” someone mused.

“Support Inkwell! I can hear the charities weeping tears of joy over her paintings once again,” another urged.

The reporters watched Suzanne at work with a mixture of awe and admiration, moved by the outpouring of support in the comments.

Deep down, they had unequivocally acknowledged Suzanne as the true Inkwell and felt honored to capture her remarkable moments

firsthand.

at the sudden turn of events. Under the scrutiny of cameras and branded an impostor by netizens, “Inkwell” found herself stripped of excuses and was compelled to recreate a painting she

work of ” Inkwell”, they frowned

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instant, the reporters shifted their attention to the livestream and posed a question. “Can our viewers find the real Inkwell

these two artworks?”

is just copying Inkwell’s old stuff.

she can

start. Ever since she revealed her

is undeniably more vibrant and captivating,” someone complimented.

settles it, then. Cutie must be the real Inkwell. I never expected her to

the commenter’s remark, Suzanne’s cherubic face only

her charm on camera.

painting, Suzanne set down her paintbrush

she couldn’t comprehend, stirring warmth within her heart. Flustered, she quickly averted

gaze.

Suzanne’s artwork just as ‘ Inkwell” finished hers. Upon examination of the