A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 146 Cheating

“Isn’t this ridiculous?”

This is the eighth round already. Did someone tamper with the wheel? How can the result be the same eight times consecutively?”

“This is the thirteenth time. There must be something wrong with the wheel. Get the staff to replace it.”

“F*ck. This is the twenty-first time we landed at the same punishment! This wheel must be possessed!”

“Mr. Vilmar, I can’t drink anymore. Why don’t you get someone else to help?”

“I’ve had enough. Get out of my way. I need to go to the restroom!”

Thereafter, Vilmar seemed to have been jinxed. Every spin he took would always stop at the square where the punishment was to drink three bottles.

Even though the wheel was changed, the result remained the same.

In just half an hour, the wheel he spun ended up on the same square twenty-seven times, resulting in a cumulative punishment of drinking eighty-one bottles.

Matthias and the group of more than ten men drank three bottles each on his behalf, while Ariendel and the girls drank one to two each.

The end result was half of them collapsing on the couch, while the other half could barely stand.

There were some who even puked on the spot, making for a disgusting scene.

After letting out a burp. Finnegan put his arm around Mandy and said. “Do you want to continue playing, Mr. Vilmar? Or do you want to finish the outstanding bottles first before we do?”

Vilmar still had twelve bottles of alcohol to drink.

“I can’t believe how good I am in telling the future. I predicted that you would need everyone to drink on your behalf, and it happened just as I said!”

Finnegan shook his head while clicking his tongue.

“Finnegan!” After downing his fifth bottle, Vilmar grabbed the spinning wheel and smashed it on the ground. With the veins on his temple throbbing, he shouted, “You must be cheating! Otherwise, my luck would never be this bad!”

“Me? Cheating?”

who appeared drunk, broke into a mischievous smile. “Mr. Vilmar, if you aren’t up to it, just say so. What’s the point in making such baseless allegations?

felt his head spin. “Then why am

myself the same question in the beginning?” Finnegan pointed at the twelve bottles of Alcohol. “However, I accepted my fate in the end. Are you not going to accept yours?” Before Vilmar could reply. Finnegan put his hand down. “Obviously, you can always

on your word. Just as I said, those who

of the alcohol, Vilmar, whose mind was still clear, fumed,

should finish the

eyes, Mandy closed them again

to do now was keep her eyes shut, as opening them would cause her world to spin.

one hand while picking up another bottle with the other. “Matthias, all of you, drink

idea how he ended up being so unlucky

keep his word, or else, he would

floor in an unsightly manner,

lapdog, he had downed five bottles

want to

and the others steeled themselves and took

some of them began to throw up on their companions after taking just a

already churning,

created a chain reaction where even those who could still stand

so disgusting. Why did you

going

have to vomit in

was in the middle of his drink, couldn’t hold back any longer.

vomited all

Vilmar!” she

feel the effects of the alcohol dissipate

as he stood up with Mandy in his arms. “It looks like that’s the end of the game. In that case, I’m going off now. I’ll leave all of you with one

was walking with a steady gait, he was struck by an

as he tried to grab Finnegan by reflex.

he got to his feet, the spinning sensation in his head intensified significantly, causing him

down his face, he felt as if all his organs were

you have to step on my toes, you pathetic bunch of fools!”

turned and left with Mandy in his arms.