PK didn't waste time on pleasantries.
"I want to buy your company."
Dustin stiffened slightly.
"I'll hold eighty percent of Titan Studio. You retain twenty percent and continue as the managing head. Nothing changes operationally—for now."
PK spoke evenly, as if reading out a settled fact.
"I've evaluated your assets. Games, servers, intellectual property, and your development team. Realistically, the company stands at around six lakhs."
Dustin's eyes narrowed.
"I'm offering ten lakhs. That includes you and your entire team."
He paused briefly, letting the number sink in.
"For the time being, developer salaries will remain unchanged. Once things stabilize, they will increase."
Silence followed.
Dustin leaned back slowly, studying the boy across from him.
Young.
Calm.
Unshaken.
What unsettled him most wasn't the offer—it was the accuracy. The valuation was precise. No exaggeration. No guesswork.
Before Dustin could respond, his phone vibrated.
He glanced at the screen and frowned, then answered.
"Yes?"
A familiar, excited voice came through—one of his senior developers.
"Boss, have you heard? The winner of the international hacking competition… the name released was Mr. Fool."
Dustin's grip tightened around the phone.
"There's more," the developer continued. "I think it's the same person who sold that cheat for Battle Together. The pattern matches. The code style too."
Dustin's gaze slowly lifted to PK.
The calm expression hadn't changed.
The call ended.
For a moment, Dustin said nothing.
He had entered this meeting ready to reject the offer. Pride, attachment, fear—everything told him to hold on.
But now, a different thought surfaced.
If someone like this takes over…
Titan Studio might actually survive.
Dustin exhaled quietly.
"Let's talk details," he finally said.
PK gave a small nod.
The first piece had moved exactly as planned.