Getting $10 Trillion Out Of Nowhere

Chapter 1085: Queta Zepeda
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Under the leadership of Arthur, everyone entered the Hustlers Club directly.

The interior decoration of the club was not much different from the outside, both reflecting the style of the Colonial era.

The waiter led everyone to a private room. Inside the room, there was a beautiful woman dressed in a sexy white cheongsam. Her appearance could be described as top-notch, giving off a very aloof vibe.

It was difficult to determine her actual age just by looking at her. If judging solely based on appearance, this woman was probably in her early twenties at most.

However, the aura she exuded and the impression she gave off were reminiscent of a thirty-year-old woman.

Connor took a quick glance at the woman and knew that she must be Queta, whom Arthur had mentioned earlier.

Moreover, Connor could sense that Queta held a very high position among these people, possibly even higher than Arthur.

So he was somewhat curious about Queta’s background and what made her earn the admiration of someone like Arthur.

“Queta, it’s been almost half a year since I last saw you!” Lara exclaimed while holding Queta’s arm, acting cute.

“I was abroad dealing with some business matters, so I didn’t have time to come back. I just returned today and met with all of you soon…” she gently explained, reaching out to touch Lara’s head.@@novelbin@@

“Queta, I heard that you closed a big deal overseas, is that true?” Samuel asked with a smile.

“It’s all right,” Queta replied with a faint smile, then gestured for everyone to sit down.

But when she saw Connor, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

After all, it was their first meeting, but she could feel that Connor was not an ordinary person.

At the moment, he was also observing her. He felt that he had seen this woman somewhere before but couldn’t recall who she really was.

After everyone took their seats, she began to handle the tea set in front of her.

Queta’s tea artistry was excellent, her movements were smooth and graceful, giving a sense of elegance.

Although all the wealthy second-generation individuals present were business elites, they seemed somewhat restrained and nervous in front of Queta.

Even Arthur had a serious expression and no one dared to speak until Queta spoke.

Connor may not have known that the woman in front of him, Queta, was a powerful figure in Newtown, even throughout the entire Orilon. Many regarded her as a legend.

Because Queta’s company had connections and influence that could shake the entire Newtown, and she was the sole controller of Zepeda Corporation.

Just based on this, it was evident how formidable Queta was.

However, this was not the most terrifying aspect of heer. The most frightening thing about her was that she had no identifiable background.

Or one could say that her background was incredibly mysterious, to the point where no one could investigate who she really was.

At such a young age, Queta had become a renowned business queen in Newtown, commanding the respect of countless business tycoons. This alone showcased her terror.

Therefore, even Arthur held great respect for Queta, not daring to show the slightest hint of disrespect.

“Who is this gentleman?”

After a moment, Queta brewed the tea and proactively handed a cup to Connor.

Freya hurriedly explained, He is Connor, my boyfriend!”

“Oh, so you’re Freya’s boyfriend. You’re really lucky!” Queta faintly smiled and said, “Mr. Connor, please have some tea.”

“Thank you!” He nodded gently, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.

After receiving their teacups, everyone started to taste the tea.

“Queta, if I’m not mistaken, this tea should be yellow tea!” Arthur slowly put down his teacup and asked softly.

“That’s right!” Queta nodded lightly.

Knowing that this tea was yellow tea, everyone was naturally amazed. Yellow tea could be considered a top-grade tea, with a value of around 2,000 dollars per gram and in limited supply. Even wealthy people may not necessarily have the chance to drink it.

“Queta, your skill in tea art seems to have improved again!” Another young man said at that moment.

“Of course, her tea art is the best in our Newtown. Even my father speaks highly of her tea art!” Lara quickly added.

The others also began to flatter and praise Queta, except for Connor and Freya, who remained calm.

Connor wasn’t particularly interested in tea. In his eyes, all teas tasted the same, just like red wine.

He couldn’t understand why rich people liked to play around with such things. He couldn’t comprehend their behavior.

Meanwhile, Queta focused her attention on him. She thought he was dressed very plainly, but his demeanor was remarkably calm and natural. This surprised Queta.

After all, it was rare for someone to remain so composed and natural upon meeting her.

Therefore, she believed that either he had an astonishing background, which made him indifferent to everything, or he simply didn’t know his own identity, which explained his calmness.

She thought the latter possibility was more likely, as it was normal for Connor to be unaware of her identity.

Queta was even more curious about how Arthur would handle the relationship between Connor and Freya. After all, Arthur had long considered Freya as his possession.

After finishing the tea, the waiter began to serve the dishes.

The group started to chat about various topics, but their conversations were not about the usual leisure or women that ordinary wealthy kids often discussed.

They discussed business matters, specifically focused on the development of Newtown.

They engaged in lively discussions and occasionally shared information they possessed with others.

For example, they talked about real estate development projects and future city planning, topics that ordinary people would never come across.