Chapter 1101: Queta’s Real Identity
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Queta had never thought that Connor would not be interested in her at all.
At this mont, she had used up all her trump cards.
Whether it was her body or the resources in her hands, they seed to not be worth ntioning in front of Connor.
“Do you have anything else to say?”
Connor narrowed his eyes.
Queta took a deep breath and hurriedly said, “Mr. McDonald, if you really kill today, how are you going to face Freya in the future? Freya would never be with a murderer…”
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Connor sneered, then said disdainfully, “Who can prove that I killed you? I can say that soone wanted to assassinate you, and that I survived, but you died. It’s not like the dead can speak!”
After hearing Connor’s words, Queta was completely in despair, fear on her face. At this mont, she realized that Connor had already thought of everything.
At this mont, Connor could indeed fake the scene as if soone wanted to assassinate him.
“Mr. McDonald, I beg you, please let go. I know I’m in the wrong…”
Queta had completely given up on her dignity at this point as she knelt in front of Connor and begged.
“As long as you let go now, I’ll do whatever you want to do. I beg you…” Queta continued to plead after seeing that Connor did not say anything.
“You want to let you go?”
Connor asked Queta softly.
“That’s right, Mr. McDonald. As long as you let go now, I can satisfy you no matter what you want to do. I beg you…”
Queta hurriedly nodded.
Connor whispered to her, “I can give you a chance to live now, but you have to answer one question of mine!”
“Question?” Queta was stunned for a mont, then hurriedly nodded. “Mr. McDonald, if you have any questions, I will definitely tell you as long as I know…”
“Don’t worry, this question shouldn’t be very difficult for you. You can easily answer it!”
Connor paused for a mont and then asked coldly, “Who exactly are you? Who is backing you up?”
“…”
Queta was instantly dumbfounded. Her expression was abnormally surprised because she did not expect Connor to ask her this question.
Connor knew that Queta’s identity had always been very mysterious. Even Thomas Morgan could not find out who she was. However, Queta had beco the business queen of Newtown in less than two years, and countless people had submitted to her.
This ant that there must be a terrifying force supporting Queta. Otherwise, Queta would never have been able to reach her current position.
“Mr. McDonald, I don’t have any background!” Queta replied after thinking for a mont.
“I originally wanted to give you a way out. However, since you don’t know what’s good for you, don’t bla for being impolite…”
A trace of ruthlessness flashed across Connor’s eyes. Then, he gently exerted force with his right hand.
Queta stared at Connor with her big watery eyes. Her expression was very determined, as if she was determined not to reveal her identity.
However, as Connor’s strength increased, it beca more and more clear that Queta was struggling. She began to thrash about and pull on Connor’s arm hard.
“If you regret it now and want to tell the truth, then nod your head!”
Connor whispered.
Queta nodded without hesitation.
Connor let go of her neck and said lightly, “I’m giving you one last chance to tell who’s behind you. If you don’t tell the truth, I’ll kill you!”
“…”
Queta couldn’t help but hesitate for a mont. Then, she said in a low voice, “My father’s na is Percy Juve. He has always been working for a company called Rockefeller. However, because Rockefeller’s nature is very special, my father can’t show his face. I’ve only gotten to where I am today with my father’s help for so many years. As for the other things, I really don’t know…”
“Haha…”
Connor looked at Queta in front of him and couldn’t help but sneer. He was sure that his guess was right.
Queta was actually related to Percy Juve.
When Connor first saw Queta, he felt that she looked familiar, but he didn’t know why. Later, Connor had accidentally seen Percy Juve’s information and found that he had a daughter nad Queta Juve.
However, Queta had died fifteen years ago, and the only photo she had was of her when she was young.
Queta looked very similar to the girl in the photo, so Connor boldly thought that Queta could be Percy’s daughter. Percy had faked her death to protect his daughter.
At this mont, Queta had also admitted to this matter personally.
“Mr. McDonald, I’ve already told you my identity. Can you let go…” Queta begged.
“Who else knows that you attacked today?”
Connor squinted his eyes and asked.
“Only Arthur and I know!”
Queta replied.
“Where’s Percy Juve?” Connor asked.
“My father is still overseas and hasn’t returned yet, so I didn’t tell him about this!” Queta said.
Connor knew that Queta wasn’t lying. After all, once Percy Juve knew his identity, Rockefeller would definitely get the best assassin to co after him. He wouldn’t be able to survive so easily.
“Since you’re so honest, I can spare your life today, but I want you to listen to from now on. Do whatever I tell you to do. Do you understand what I an?”
Connor whispered.
“Understood…”
Queta hurriedly nodded. After all, as long as she could survive, Queta would do anything.
Connor smiled faintly. He knew that Queta had agreed too readily. If he let this person go now, she would definitely betray him in the future.
Besides, Connor had spared Queta’s life to deal with Percy Juve. Connor had no way to guarantee that Queta would listen to him, so he had made preparations beforehand.
Connor reached out and grabbed her chin.
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