For a moment, I was tempted to relish the moment—to luxuriate in the vindication that had eluded me for so long. But I knew better. Power wasn’t about gloating or delivering crushing blows. It was about maintaining composure, about using influence to inspire change, even in those who doubted you.

Jonathan didn’t linger. He offered a quick nod before stepping back into the crowd, leaving the stage to me. I took a deep breath, feeling the weight of years of dismissal and doubt fall away. I had their attention, but more importantly, I finally had their respect.

“I’ve been investing in myself and my future, Kalista,” I began, my voice steady and clear. “While you were busy being celebrated, I was busy building something solid and lasting. Something that goes beyond the superficial accolades and the need for constant validation. You see, there’s strength in the background. There’s power in patience.”