Chapter 1169

Oliver carried Cliff out of the elevator and spotted his idle nephew spinning in his chair, looking carefree and unbothered. "James, come to my office." James hesitated for a second. "Oh." He got up and followed Oliver inside. Cliff curiously turned his head to James, who always made him cry. James walked over, scooped up the soft, chubby baby, and hugged him tightly. He loved the sweet milky scent on Cliff. Cliff made some noises. James held Cliff and complained to Oliver, "Uncle Oliver, Cliff wants to pick a fight with me." Oliver ignored him. "What's going on with the car?" James blinked quickly. "I didn't use the money you gave me. I bought it myself." Oliver lifted his gaze, his eyes turning cold. "How did you earn that money?" James swallowed nervously and clutched Oliver's "little hostage" in his arms. "From trading futures." "Show me. Which futures did you buy?" James neither reacted nor took out his phone. Oliver had already guessed most of it. As he took a seat in