Synopsis
Three years ago, I turned down an offer from a Paris gallery, closed my studio, and gave up my career for my husband. Three years later, my painting sold for $1.2 million—with his mistress’s name on it. When I showed him the original sketch, he said she was the one who made it valuable. Then she shoved me to the floor, and he just watched. That was when I finally woke up. They stole my name, my career, and my life. Now I’m taking back every last piece.