Chapter 40 Had a Little Drink

The night deepened.

The car headed to the hotel.

Trevor Sullivan had a bit to drink.

James Thompson also had a bit.

Neither of them drank much.

But with alcohol, Trevor Sullivan's flirtatious nature became more pronounced, talking a bit more.

Trevor Sullivan powerfully brainwashed James Thompson, "It's just because you've had too few women that you're so hung up on the first one."

He raised his glass, speaking rakishly, "Bro, I'm telling you, you just need to try more to understand."

James Thompson closed his eyes to rest, enduring Trevor Sullivan's brainwashing.

But he was still thinking about little Julia.

Thinking of the image of her with a red butterfly elastic band on her calf.

The charming sway of her calves.

His hand grasping her luminous and fair ankle was extremely beautiful.

Fifteen minutes later, inside the hotel suite.

Trevor Sullivan had someone call ten women over.

Glamorous, innocent, sweet, skinny, full-bodied, there was every type.