Chapter 27 - wet dreams

As I lay in bed feeling unmotivated, I noticed my bed sheet still had a lingering scent of vanilla. I pulled it closer to my nostrils, inhaling deeply, but then mentally scolded myself, "No, I shouldn't be doing this." I reminded myself, "He is a Claremont," and turned to the other side of the bed to pick up my phone. I scrolled through my contacts before finally dialing my father's number. After a few rings, my father finally answered with a raspy "hello." I responded with a simple "hey." He then shared some exciting news: "I'm proud of you, Ji-shoon group just called in and has decided to partner up with our own private firm. I knew sending you to Asia would result in something positive."