331 Imitating Her Painting


    “Hello, is this really Isabe? My name is Nissa.” A gentle female voice came from the phone. Her voice was soft and also sounded friendly.


    E thought for a moment and tried to recall, but there was no one she knew named Nissa. Then, who was this woman?


    “Who’s this?”


    “You don’t know me?” Nissa sounded surprised. She was quite famous among professionals. She was a young illustrator whose career was starting to take off.


    It was impossible for anyone in the professional world, let alone in the art world, to have never heard of her name.


    Where did this woman actuallye from? Isabe Maheswara?


    The woman made Nissa feel disgusted.


    E thought again, but still couldn’t find the woman’s name in her memory. So, she immediately said, “Excuse me, have we met before?”


    At school, because Indri often talked about bad things behind her back, no one wanted to be friends with E.


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    After that, E lived in a mental hospital, so people refused to have anything to do with her. E also had no intention of contacting anyone.


    If she was going to ask for help, she wouldn’t be living in a small apartment after she got out of the asylum.


    In this world, there was no one she could turn to for help.


    “I am a very famous illustrator, Nissa Putri.” Nissa frowned and said impatiently. If it wasn’t for someone giving her arge amount of money, she wouldn’t want to have anything to do with this kind of person.


    Lately, she nned to invest so that she needed more money. But she was a neer painter so her paintings could not be sold at a very high price.


    So how could she refuse such arge amount of money?


    E immediately had a bad impression of Nissa.


    Is it wrong that she doesn’t know her? She called herself a very famous person. But she med E because E didn’t know her.


    Plus, E was in a mental hospital for quite a while. She never had any contact with the outside world and was busy minding her own business after being released from the mental hospital.


    How could she have time to find out about a famous illustrator? Plus, it’s better if she didn’t know an arrogant illustrator like Nissa.


    “What is it?” E’s voice grew cold. In front of people who were disrespectful to her, E wouldn’t try to be polite.


    Since Nissa became famous, when had she ever heard a question like this? Everyone adored her and loved her so much. Therefore, E annoyed her and she immediately said, “My fans say that you giarized my painting and sold it. Is that true?”


    “giarizing your painting?” E’s eyebrows rose. She didn’t even know who this woman was. How could she giarize her painting?


    “If I imitate someone, I will definitely find someone better than an arrogant illustrator like you. I don’t even know you.”


    E was not a person who liked to find trouble. But that didn’t mean she would be silent when treated like this.


    After all, how many paintings had she produced?


    Apart from the moose painting that Liam had purchased, there were only two other paintings. One of them still hung on the studio wall and the other was a ssh ink painting imitating Luca’s work, who was incidentally her teacher.


    She had asked Luca’s permission and Luca had allowed it.


    “You are the most shameless giarist I’ve ever known,” Nissa shouted loudly. Where had her gentle and friendly demeanor been before?


    In an instant, the figure had disappeared.


    “If you admit it today, we can sort things out. But if you insist on not admitting your mistakes, your career will bepletely ruined.”


    E justughed when she heard the threat.


    Ruined? She’s not even famous yet.


    She only produced 3 paintings!


    However, E was very curious why this illustrator suddenly used her. She seemed to have very definite evidence. Was there someone helping her from behind?


    The thought suddenly crossed E’s mind, making her face turn serious. “Who told you to do this?”


    “What do you mean?” Nissa sneered. “Is there a need for someone to order me? I’m defending my rights. You copied my work and used it to make money. That’s outrageous. If you don’t want to admit it, I’ll make you pay for everything,” she said confidently.


    The thought that she would earn even more money made Nissa happy.


    “Then I’ll be waiting for you,” E said nonchntly and hung up the phone immediately.


    Did she think she would be afraid of this illustrator? How ridiculous.


    On the other hand, Nissa looked at her cellphone screen in disbelief. Her hands were shaking slightly with emotion. She didn’t know what was wrong so E suddenly hung up.


    So far, none of her fans had ever treated her like this!


    Just as she was thinking, her cell phone suddenly rang. It was Indri who called her.


    She picked up the call and Indri immediately said, “How is it? Have you done it?”


    “Don’t worry. I already got money from you. Of course I will take this job seriously.” Nissa looked doubtful for a moment and then asked, “Nothing will happen to me, right?”


    Hearing the way E spoke to her confidently, Nissa became anxious. What if it turns out that the person she is fighting is someone powerful? Or it turns out that the woman has a powerful supporter behind her?


    “What are you afraid of? Don’t you have me too?” Indri sneered. “If she’s such a great person, she wouldn’t be where she is today.”


    Nissa felt what Indri said made sense.


    If E had a great family background, how could she paint to make a living?


    “After this matter is over, will you give the rest of the money?” Nissa didn’t care about anything else at all. She only cared whether she could earn extra money or not.


    “Don’t worry. I will give the money,” said Indri firmly.


    Nissa was very satisfied. After talking a few things with Indri, she ended the call.


    Meanwhile, E was looking for an illustrator named Nissa Putri. It turned out to be true what the woman said, she was someone who was quite famous. Her paintings mostly had a postmodern touch that was rich in color. She loved bold colors that shed with each other.


    Her style was very different from E’s painting style.


    E prefered to use warm and matching colors to show the desire in her heart. She loved peace.


    In contrast to Nissa who was like a rumbling wave, E was more like calm water.


    So, how could E imitate her painting?


    E was not too bothered by this problem.