Chapter 172: Whispers in the Night

The greasy dinner left Mariana feeling unwell, her stomach churning violently as the rich food settled heavily. The lingering smell of roast lamb in the air only amplified her nausea. Hailey, ever perceptive, discreetly offered her pre-prepared medication outside the view of the cameras. "Here, take this," Hailey whispered, pressing the small pill into Mariana's hand. "It should help settle your stomach." "Thanks, Hailey," Mariana murmured, swallowing the pill with a grateful nod. "I don't know what I'd do without you." As they moved away from the dining area, seeking fresh air, Simon approached them, his brow furrowed with concern. "Mariana, are you okay? You don't look well." Mariana forced a smile, trying to appear nonchalant. "I'm fine, just a bit too much food, I think." Simon wasn't convinced. "Are you sure it's okay for you to participate? Did Tiago approve this? He was very specific about—" Hailey and Mariana exchanged confused glances. "What do you mean, Simon?" Hailey