Chapter 811 Staging A Farce

Since Queenie was a beautiful girl, she turned into a handsome young man when she dressed up in men's clothes. As soon as she entered the hall, many people's eyes turned to look and female receptionists caked in heavy make-up hurriedly ran up to her.

"You're so handsome. Is there anything I can do for you? Just say the word and I'll do it!"

"Back off! He's my client. I saw him first!"

"Oh, please. He's mine!"

Each one of them bickered against one another, pushing and shoving just to get Queenie's attention.

"Leave me alone! Get your hands off me!" Queenie's face could have been chiseled from ice as she snapped at them.

Their mouths quickly snapped shut once they saw their potential client get irritated.

"I'm not here to avail anyone's services, I'm just looking for someone. The person who can point me to his direction would get this one thousand golden bill." Queenie took out a golden bill and waved it at them.

A light entered all the women's eyes at the sight of the golden bill.

As the saying goes, if you have money, even the devil will push the millstone for you. In just a few short moments, Queenie learned that Rocky was in a VIP room.

Even though everyone's impression of Rocky was that he was poor, here he was seated in one of their best rooms that only allowed VIPs in. By then, Queenie decided that her guess must be right that there really was something off with Rocky. She further believed that this was an incredible discovery.

There was adrenaline pumping through her veins so she couldn't hold herself back, much less could she give any consideration for her own status. She rushed to Rocky's room without any hesitation, ready to find all of Rocky's ins and outs, just like in order to catch a thief, you must find the stolen goods first.

Meanwhile in the VIP room, Rocky sat across Rector and the tea had just been served. Rector chatted with him casually and often asked a few questions to get to know him better, like where he came from and what he was up to. No matter how much he pushed, Rocky only sipped at his tea and kept his answers short.

As their meeting dragged on, Rector's smile was becoming more and more strained until it morphed into shock when they were suddenly interrupted by the door slamming open. Queenie burst into the room like a typhoon who jabbed a finger right in Rocky's nose and shouted, "You really are a spy! I finally caught you. You're a spy sent by the Qi Clan to our clan! Humph! Now that I caught you, let's see what you have to say."

Ro

"You're right. I don't. I'm not your future brother-in-law anymore." Tate sighed.

Even within the chattering crowd, the sound of Queenie furiously gnashing her teeth could still be heard.

"Future brother-in-law?" Rocky repeated to himself. It looked that the relationship between the two clans wasn't as simple as he thought.

"I haven't seen you in years. You're starting to look like your elder sister more and more. How is she? I wish her all the best." A tender expression softened Tate's proud appearance.

"It's none of your business..." Queenie finally turned to look at him, shooting him daggers with her resentful glare. In one quick move, she turned over her jade-like palm and a strong ice force shot out, rushing towards Tate.

Tate's expression didn't waver as he raised his right hand and shot out a strong flame, letting it swallow the ice in an instant.

"Queenie! I don't get into fights without a reason. Don't try to attack me without saying a word! Even if you are obstinate, there should be a limit..." Tate scolded with the same pleasant smile but his words rang out powerfully.

"How dare you ask me why? Don't try to cover up! I caught a spy from your clan red-handed!" Queenie spat and jabbed at Rocky, filled with righteous indignation.

Tate glanced at Rocky but he was certain that he'd never seen him in his life before. More than that, he hadn't sent any of his men to the Cao Clan. He was completely bewildered at the accusation.

Rocky could only shake his head and bitterly smile. 'When will this girl get smarter? She has no evidence of me being a spy of the Qi Clan. This is undoubtedly just staging a farce in Tate's eyes, ' he thought.