Third person's pov Andre made their way off the stage, heart pounding, adrenaline receding, replaced by a warm, satisfying glow of success. They were met immediately by Henry, who was practically vibrating with excitement. "Phenomenal, Andre! Absolutely phenomenal. You owned that room," Henry praised, quickly ushering them through the backstage area and back into the main flow of the event. "Now, the real work begins. We have to capitalize on this energy." Henry smoothly delivered Andre back to their central table, where Zane and Zach rose to greet them, their applause the most meaningful of the night to Andre. "A masterclass," Zane said, his voice deep with genuine admiration. He didn't offer a hug or a touch, merely a look that promised volumes later. "You left them speechless

