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.

scrutiny of cameras and branded an impostor by netizens, “Inkwell” found herself stripped of excuses and was compelled to

Inkwell”, they frowned disapprovingly before shifting their attention to Suzanne. The moment the

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

these two artworks?”

is just copying Inkwell’s old stuff.

much that now she can only make soulless replicas,”

revealed her face, she stopped her live streams and charity work,” chimed in

paintings are beautiful, but Cutie’s artwork is

must be the real Inkwell. I never expected her

remark, Suzanne’s cherubic face only

charm

paintbrush and glanced up, coincidentally locking gazes with Nathan.

a depth and intensity that she couldn’t comprehend, stirring warmth within her

gaze.

‘ Inkwell” finished hers. Upon examination of