Becoming A Tech Tycoon Begins With Regression novel Chapter 33

Chapter 33: An Annoyed Aria

Lillian dropped her bag somewhere in their living room before crashing face first into the couch.

Exhaustion crashing into her like a freight train.

Balancing school with OmniTech Corp has been anything but easy. Luckily she had quit her part-time job else she was sure she would’ve passed out from exhaustion by now.

The door to their apartment opened again but Lillian didn’t move a muscle or even bother looking up to see who it was.

After all, there was only two people with access to this apartment, so she didn’t need to look up to know that Aria was back.

Aria shut the door behind her with a soft click and kicked off her boots, the sound of her steps were smooth, almost as if she was tiptoeing although she was not.

There was a slight frown on her face seeing how Lillian lay on the couch but she said nothing...not yet anyway.

Lillian still didn’t move. "If you brought food, I love you. If not... I still love you, but slightly less."

There was a pause. Then, the familiar scent of something spicy hit her nose.

"I brought jollof," Aria said coolly.

Lillian’s arm shot up blindly in the direction of the voice. "Marry me."

"No thanks," Aria replied, placing the takeout bag on the kitchen counter. "You snore."

"I don’t snore," Lillian mumbled into the couch.

"You talk in your sleep."

"Lies."

Aria ignored her and walked further in, shrugging off her leather jacket and tossing it over the nearest chair.

"Did you wash up yet?" She asked, already knowing the answer.

Lillian groaned in response, her voice muffled into the couch cushions. "Mentally, yes. Physically, I’ve merged with the furniture."

"That’s disgusting," Aria replied, but there was a faint trace of amusement in her tone.

"Don’t judge me," Lillian mumbled. "I just spent six hours finalizing our hires and another three with media companies for the launch of our first software."

"Isn’t your PR team supposed to handle that?" Aria asked as she moved the Jollof from the takeaway packs to two bowls.

"Well yes, but the PR team is not completely set-up yet since I just completed the hires, so that falls to me." Lillian answered with a groan.

"You’re doing too much," Aria said bluntly, crossing the room and tossing Lillian a pillow from one of the couches. "Here. Hug something before you explode."

"I’ll explode after dinner," Lillian muttered, hugging the pillow anyway. "Thanks."

Aria then handed her a bowl before going back to the kitchen for hers, "what about Ethan? What’s he doing?"

Aria would never say it out loud, well not until she confirmed it, but by the way it sounded, it seemed like Ethan was just using her friend, a fact that didn’t sit well with her.

Maybe it was finally time she met this Ethan dude.

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