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 be
"I'm so lucky to be able to meet you while I'm still alive, Inkwell! You're my favorite artist!""It turns out that you really are a young woman, Inkwell! I used to watch your painting videos. When I saw your dainty hands, I figured that you must be a woman. "But your artwork depicts the determination and grit commonly found in ambitious men. All of your paintings are so majestic that I can't help but marvel in awe.""Your ink wash paintings are extremely poetic and breathtaking. There are so many elements and hidden meanings in your artwork. I really, really like them."Suzanne was disoriented from the things she had just heard. She could only stay rooted to the spot, shell-shocked, as she was unable to register what was going on.Vera, on the other hand, had already teared up from how emotional she was. She knew from the start that Suzanne was extremely talented. However, she didn't realize that Suzanne was actually a famous painter who had never revealed her identity before.
A few days later, Cole was in Nathan's office, reporting on his investigation."Mr. Morrison, the account Inkwell has used to upload her videos was created by a public account under an orphanage in Sunterland. "The donations and subs she earns from her streams are directed into the bank account of this particular orphanage as well. But the director of the orphanage told me that she had never seen Inkwell in person."The channel Inkwell uses to sell her artwork is quite special, too. She auctions her paintings away on the Internet. "The account numbers used to accept the payment are all linked to orphanages and charity organizations of various regions in the country. She's never touched any of the money."Also, Inkwell doesn't have a company or a team running things on her behalf. Whenever she streams, she remains silent the whole time. All she does is paint."Her account was last active three years ago. Since then, Inkwell has completely vanished from the face of the earth."N
Samuel was so frightened that his face went pale. He gritted his teeth while glaring at Suzanne angrily, though he soon backed away from her out of fear."You really are something else, huh, Suzanne! Just you wait! I'll definitely get my revenge!" he yelled.After that, he turned and fled from the scene with his tail tucked between his legs.Suzanne put her phone away while huffing in disdain. Clearly, she didn't take Samuel's warning to heart.A tall and lean man, exuding dominance, could be seen standing amidst the crowd some distance away from the stall. It was safe to say that he was the most attractive man in the crowd based on his extraordinary charm and the way he carried himself.Cole, who stood next to the man, remarked in a low tone, "Mr. Morrison, it seems that Mrs. Morrison has her own principles."Nathan made no response to the remark. Instead, he headed over to the stall in huge strides. Cole quickly trailed after him.Suzanne had just sat back down on the stool. S
On the way back, Nathan asked, "Do you want to return to Sudvilla or the place you've been living in?"Suzanne's apartment was closer to the place where she set up her flower stall. Besides, Sudvilla was now considered Sally's home, so she didn't want to return to that place."Let's go to my place."15 minutes later, Nathan stopped the car outside an old and rundown apartment block. Suzanne got out of the car and led him inside.It was already nighttime. The corridors were incredibly narrow and dark. Suzanne pulled out her phone and toggled on her flashlight so that she could light the way ahead."The corridor lights tend to go out once in a while," she explained awkwardly.Nathan felt that the apartment was a pretty bad place to live in.Once Suzanne unlocked her apartment door, she walked in and flicked on the lights. Then, she stood by the door so that she could invite Nathan inside.Nathan strode into the apartment, which seemed to be around 300 square feet at first glance.
Suzanne gazed at the man before her. An amorous energy sparked between them as their eyes met.Nathan appeared calm and collected. There was only a hint of passion in his eyes.In comparison, Suzanne was like a restless child. A strange thought flashed in her mind.These were the kinds of tactics those conniving women in TV dramas use to seduce men, right?Nathan was so calm right now. Did he think Suzanne intentionally created this accident because she was trying to seduce him? Hence, the reason for the calmness and a hint of impatience reflecting in his eyes?Suzanne swallowed nervously. She stood up and took a few steps back. She then bowed her head down like a child who'd just made a mistake and said, "I'm really sorry."Nathan sighed lightly and got up. "I need to borrow your blow dryer and bathroom.""Okay." Suzanne pointed out the bathroom for him. Her cheeks were burning hot. "The blow dryer is in the drawer."Nathan calmly walked into the bathroom.The moment he clo
Suzanne felt somewhat uncomfortable hearing those words coming from Nathan. She retorted, "What if I wasn't Inkwell? What if I was just a hobbyist who liked learning from others?"Nathan set the DNA report down and said with a slightly teasing tone, "Then you have quite a number of hobbies." He continued, "You're able to mimic the work of great artists. You don't like reading, yet you never forget anything you read. You're knowledgeable in science. It's not even difficult for you to comprehend foreign literature."Suzanne's heart thumped heavily in her chest. "So you're still suspecting I might be a spy from Nightshade Clan?"Nathan grew silent. He had always been a cautious man. Suzanne's identity was in stark contrast to her skills and demeanor. She moved with grace and showed a sturdiness that not many others had. This was either the result of training since young by her family or being trained vigorously later on in life.Suzanne thought about it for a moment before sugge
Nathan froze instantly. Suzanne was drenched in cold sweat as she shivered.Maybe he had done it out of pity, but Nathan didn't resist her touch nor hesitate to clamp his hands over her ears.The next second, he seemed to hear the faint sound of crying.The soft sobbing sounds were coming from the woman in his arms. It was shaky and frightened, like a wounded kitten alone in the wild.Nathan could sense that Suzanne really was scared of such terrible weather and the loud sounds of thunder. It was the first time Nathan had been embraced in such a way by a woman. Suzanne's body was soft and supple. She exuded a faint fragrance too.Nathan could feel his heart and his body react to this touch. He knew he shouldn't have such inappropriate thoughts. Yet he couldn't control his body. The desire he felt was unbearable.It was the first time Nathan heard Suzanne cry. The sounds she made were too similar to Sally's when she was a child. The protective urge Nathan had hidden within him