Thankfully, the office was still empty at that early hour, sparing Ariana's embarrassment.

“What's going on? Why did you say that Theodore Anderson is your husband?

When did you guys get hitched?" Marge was practically bursting with curiosity.

"No..."

“No?" Marge wasn't having any of it.

"Nonsense! You just said it with your mouth!"

"It's a long story.”

Marge continued to push, "Then make it short! Come on, are you playing some kind of game? Is Theodore playing the role of your husband today?"

Marge was so animated that there was no room for Ariana to speak.

“What if I tell you this is all a role play? I am playing Theodore's wife today!" Ariana was frantic, and she clearly felt she shouldn't have been that timid just now. It was all her own doing to speak the truth. How did she get so articulate? The evil part of Ariana's soul was beating her desperately.

"[ won't believe you for a second. I think you're joking." Marge narrowed her eyes at her with suspicion.

Ariana was at a loss for words.

"First, you have to tell me. When you hurried over here, what were you planning to tell me? Why are you being angry? I anticipated that you would do something."

With that, Ariana successfully switched the subject. Marge smiled wickedly and leaned in closer.

"I simply wanted to let you know that Lyla has publically apologized and resigned from her position."

“Wasn't that so sudden?" Ariana came close to using the f-bomb.

Marge firmly nodded her head.

"You're absolutely correct. That as well really floored me. On the other hand, the revelation that your spouse is Mr. Theodore Anderson is far more shocking."

Ariana's face suddenly took on an odd look. She was thinking of a plan to trick Marge.

Marge was an extremely intelligent lady.