Steal My Art Enjoy Your Prison Cell, Ex-Husband

The gallery my husband and I ran survived solely on my paintings.

I had always created my art anonymously. No one knew that the mysterious artist behind those viral masterpieces was actually me.

Until Arthur Sterling, the billionaire patriarch of Seattle's elite Sterling family, fell in love with my work and offered a fortune to have me reveal my identity at a solo exhibition.

But on the day of the exhibition, my husband held me back and let Chloe, our gallery intern, take the stage to steal my identity.