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. Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

“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.

Sally seethed with frustration 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 had once so familiarly traced.

As the two women continued to paint, the appraisers closely observed their progress. Upon glimpsing the incomplete work of ” Inkwell”, they frowned disapprovingly before shifting their attention to Suzanne. The moment the appraisers beheld Suzanne’s painting, their faces lit up with astonishment.

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

these two artworks?”

“Isn’t it obvious? The imposter is just copying Inkwell’s old stuff.

She’s done it so much that now she can only make soulless replicas,” one snickered.

“I knew she was a fake from the start. Ever since she revealed her face, she stopped her live streams and charity work,” chimed in another.

“Both paintings are beautiful, but Cutie’s artwork is undeniably more vibrant and captivating,” someone complimented.

“That settles it, then. Cutie must be the real Inkwell. I never expected her to look so sweet,” another concluded.

True to the commenter’s remark, Suzanne’s cherubic face only added

to her charm on camera.

After completing her painting, Suzanne set down her paintbrush and glanced up, coincidentally locking gazes with Nathan.

His eyes held a depth and intensity that she couldn’t comprehend, stirring warmth within her heart. Flustered, she quickly averted her

gaze.

The spectators approached and praised Suzanne’s artwork just as ‘ Inkwell” finished hers. Upon examination of the two paintings, the appraisers concluded that “Inkwell” was an imposter.

Despite the perfect piece, she was merely tracing a previous artwork and lacked the genuine artistic flair of the true Inkwell.

In contrast, Suzanne’s depiction of the Morrison Residence’s backyard was nothing short of breathtaking, capturing every detail with photo-realistic precision.

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“It’s clear that Ms. Suzanne York is the real Inkwell. What do you have to say for yourself?” The appraisers turned to the imposter and demanded sternly.

Refusing to acknowledge her deceit, the imposter retorted, “How can you claim I’m the imposter? My painting is flawless!”

“Inkwell’s creations are spontaneous, rarely repeating the same piece. Your painting resembles a printout, a feat beyond Inkwell’s style.

“It seems you’ve practiced it countless times to achieve such flawlessness,” one appraiser coldly concluded.

The imposter paled instantly. As she sought aid from her assistant, the latter was nowhere to be found.