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?”

to it, just say so. What’s

the table and felt his head spin. “Then why am

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.

word. Just as I said, those who aren’t sporting are just

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

you should finish the

to open her eyes, Mandy closed them

eyes shut, as opening them would cause

up another bottle with the other. “Matthias, all of you, drink one more bottle each

he ended up being so unlucky that evening.

he was sure of was that he had to keep his

the floor in an unsightly manner, shook his head. “Mr. Vilmar, I can’t

lapdog, he had downed five bottles and puked in the washroom

want to be called pieces

the others steeled themselves and took

to throw up on their companions after taking just a single

were already churning, they, too, vomited

where even those who could still stand began to puke, resulting in a chaotic

this is so disgusting. Why did

I’m going to kill

have to vomit in my

middle

all over

she

the disorder in the room, Finnegan could feel the

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 piece of advice.

Finnegan looked sober and was

were cheating!” he roared as he tried to grab Finnegan by

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

his face, he felt as if all

sneered, “Why did you have to step on my toes, you pathetic bunch of fools!”

that, he turned and left with Mandy in his arms.