The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 213

Chapter 213 Soulmate

Edison was careful, and it was normal to find that something was wrong with her at that time.

Ziana explained, “It’s okay, I just have strong empathy, and that painting…”

Edison understood what she meant, and continued, “That painting does not look normal. I have studied psychology for a while, and I can basically judge that the painter called Back may have suffered from some mental illness at that time.”

Ziana was slightly surprised, “No wonder.”

In this way, the discomfort in her heart was explained.

However, it seemed that it was not uncommon for those engaged in the art to suffer from some psychological or mental

illnesses.

Ziana didn’t delve into it any further, and winked at him, “Hurry up and help me prepare. Time is still very tight.”

Although it was just a copy, she had always been serious about her work, and she must do her best.

Edison still frowned, with deep worry in his eyes, “Ziana, are you really alright?”

There was something else behind his worry.

It was basically confirmed that Ziana was hypnotized.

He was a little afraid that she would think of something because of this painting.

To be honest, he didn’t want her to remember the time with Boris, nor did he want her to think of himself.

Even if he didn’t do anything wrong to her, she would take revenge, and once she remembered, she would definitely investigate.

She was so smart, maybe she would get in touch with something, and then found him.

After all, he had nothing to do with that matter.

If that person was the executioner, he was the one who handed the knife invisibly.

Thinking of this, a flash of hatred flashed in Edison’s eyes.

He squeezed his fists, his face was a little cold. Ziana saw it and thought it was his concern for her.

She spoke nicely and assured him again and again that she would be fine. He finally let go, “Then I’ll help you prepare things.”

While Edison was preparing things, Nina and Susan came.

They said there was an auction tonight and they invited her to go with them.

Nina’s eyes lit up, “Go, let’s go, we’re free anyway, I thought the program team would give out tasks today, but no, I don’t know if the program team forgot to send us tasks.”

It was only then that Ziana learned that the guests from the other camp hadn’t received the mission yet.

After thinking about it, she realized that this was a special arrangement by the program team.

Seeing that she didn’t answer, Nina came to shake her arm again, “Ziana, take us to see it! I heard that at today’s auction, there was a purple diamond with a sky–high price, which was given to Henry XII.

The one for his princesses!”

Ziana didn’t care much about the auction at first.

She had participated in hundreds of auctions since she was a child. What good things hadn’t she seen?

But when she heard about this purple diamond, her heart was ruthlessly moved.

She was partial to purple, and she loved jewelry, especially shiny things.

“Are you sure it has Henry XII’s purple diamond?” Ziana asked the most concerned question.

Nina said loudly, “Of course, when I took the elevator just now, I heard that it was the finale lot.”

After she finished speaking, she came to encourage Ziana again, “Let’s go together!”

Normally, Ziana would have agreed, but she had a task right now, and she was more interested in that painting.

Furthermore, her father and elder brother were both on the boat, even if she didn’t show up, they would try their best to get NôvelDrama.Org © content.

her what she wanted.

“No. I have work to do this afternoon,” Ziana refused, “I want to rest.”

Nina and Susan immediately thought of yesterday, carefully checking that she was fine but only sleepy, and they left.

“Let’s go take a look at that purple diamond,” Nina had already made up her mind to go, and told her, “Anyway, I won’t get it in this life, and it’s worth looking at it”

After sending Nina and Susan away, Ziana called Luke and told him about the auction.

Luke immediately recognized her intentions, and asked straightforwardly, “Which auction item do you like?”

“You’re the one who knows me the best,” Ziana flattered with a smile, “Can’t I just chat with you when I am free?”

Luke laughed softly, “Okay, then let’s just chat today.”

He said the word “just” with extra emphasis.

Ziana pursed her lips, “There seems to be a purple diamond ring at the auction, and it was the one Henry XII gave to his

princess.”

“Say it straight.” Luke was surprised, “In front of me, you don’t need to be roundabout and euphemistic.”

Ziana was speechless.

She was just introducing it. She was afraid that he would make a mistake in the auction. Now that the introduction was over, she would not be polite, “I want it.”

“Okay,” Luke didn’t take it seriously, and there was the sound of a cane leaning on the ground, “I’ll take it to you.”

Ziana said sweetly, “Thank you, you are the best brother in the world.”

Not long after hanging up the phone, Edison came back with a group of people.

There were a lot of things to buy, but all could be found on the cruise, especially arty things like this.

Ziana asked people to move the supplies into the study, and Edison helped tidy them up.

After everything was ready, Ziana made a “please” gesture to him, “I need absolute silence for my creation.”

“Can I stay with you withing talking?” Edison didn’t want to leave.

He was still worried that Ziana would regain her memory, or be affected by that painting, and he felt uneasy and nervous.

Ziana shook her head helplessly, “Sorry.”

She was not used to being stared at creating or showing unfinished work to others.

Edison observed her expression and thoughtfully did not insist, “Okay, then I won’t bother you. Can I bring you dinner?”

His eyes were clear and gentle, and his face was full of concern.

Ziana had already rejected him once, and she didn’t want to reject him a second time, so she agreed, “Yes.”

Sure enough, a smile appeared on Edison’s face, “Okay.”

He closed the door and left.

Ziana turned on airplane mode on her phone and then opened a photo of the painting she took during the art exhibition.

Looking at this painting again, there were still a lot of shocks in her heart and strong and depressive feelings.

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and meditated in silence for more than ten minutes. When she opened her eyes again, her eyes were firm and she began to draw.

All the emotions disappeared when she started drawing.

Ziana didn’t even realize that she and this painter were able to achieve such soul harmony..

She didn’t seem to be copying it, but it was as if the painting was engraved in her bones, and she just drew it out of her heart.

The more she drew, the more comfortable she became, and even in a trance, she thought that she was Back.

Just when Ziana was addicted to painting, the biggest auction on Saint No. 2 was about to start.