"Oh?" Pablo followed Cody's gesture and focused his attention on Dustin.

He observed Dustin closely, and his eyes glinted with interest. "You're a very impressive young man.

"Don't just stand there; take a seat. I want to talk to you about something." He sat on a nearby couch and took a sip of red wine from a waiter, looking confident.

"Dustin, this is the renowned Mr. Hans. I've brought you here to make sure you make a good impression. Don't miss out on this opportunity," Cody said with a half-smile.

"So, you brought me here for him?" Dustin asked casually.

"Mr. Rhys, Cody called you here because I want to make a deal with you."

Pablo took a long drag from his cigar and exhaled a smoke ring. It drifted lightly towards Dustin's face, dissipating about a foot away from him, vanishing into thin air.

"A deal?" Dustin remained unfazed. "Are you talking about the Dew balm formula?"

"Good! I appreciate talking with smart people," Pablo snapped his fingers and grinned.

"Now that yo