“Yes, I absolutely need to execute a massive corporate seizure,” I softly told my father, the chairman, my voice perfectly calm and completely steady. “A hostile fraudster has explicitly and illegally stolen my federal copyright.”

Exactly 10 minutes later, three completely stern corporate executives aggressively walked into the large custom lobby, their official briefcases shining brightly.

“What did you just do?!” Sterling aggressively screamed, his face turning completely pale white as my heavy legal team immediately and violently surrounded his expensive prize.

“I don’t see what the big deal is, Sterling,” I said smoothly, perfectly echoing his exact cruel, dismissive tone as my father aggressively handed him the massive lawsuit. “There must have been a simple clerical error in your artistic degree.”

“They’re actively threatening to completely sue me for $500,000 and destroy my gallery!” he yelled, his voice completely cracking in absolute, pathetic terror as his phone blew up with calls from furious investors. “The committee is literally revoking the award right now!”

“You should just aggressively buy a cheap camera for a few years,” I whispered coldly to Sterling. “Enjoy the massive federal litigation. You are permanently blacklisted from every gallery in this state.”

I explicitly turned my back and permanently blocked his access to my servers.

The incredibly complex corporate execution was completely flawless. I proudly locked my expensive custom doors feeling incredibly sore but perfectly, beautifully free. The heavy weight in my chest was completely gone forever.

Sterling was aggressively and publicly humiliated right in national art news in front of 15 million important industry readers. His terrified, arrogant ego completely shattered the very second the committee aggressively demanded immediate public apologies with absolutely zero negotiation. My lawyers explicitly won the massive $500,000 licensing settlement that exact same month, completely destroying Sterling’s financial future.

He lost his reputation, his incredibly expensive studio, and his entire pride. He is currently facing exactly years of brutal federal probation for corporate fraud.

My expensive black hard drive is still perfectly sitting in my pristine new gallery. But last night, for the very first time in exactly four weeks, I officially accepted my true national award and genuinely smiled.