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? Did I accuse you of cheating

the table and felt his head spin. “Then why

twelve bottles of Alcohol. “However, I accepted my fate in the end. Are you not

who aren’t sporting are just useless pieces of

alcohol, Vilmar, whose mind was still clear, fumed, “Who says I’m going back on my

should finish the drinks!”

eyes, Mandy closed them again as she leaned against

her eyes shut,

his teeth, Vilmar steadied himself with one hand while picking up another bottle with the other. “Matthias, all of you, drink one more bottle each

how he ended up being

that he had to keep his word, or else, he would

who was sitting on the floor in an unsightly manner, shook his head. “Mr. Vilmar, I

he had downed five bottles

complaining. Do you really want to be called pieces of

others steeled

them began to throw up on their companions

the others whose stomachs were already churning, they, too, vomited

filled the room created a chain reaction where even those

is so disgusting. Why did you puke

b*stard, I’m going to kill you!”

Why did you have to

the chaos, Vilmar, who was in the middle of his drink, couldn’t hold

vomited all over Ariendel.

Vilmar!” she screamed.

disorder in the room, Finnegan could feel the effects of the

the game. In that case, I’m going off now. I’ll leave all of you with one

Vilmar looked up and saw that Finnegan looked sober and was walking with a steady gait, he was struck by an

he roared as he tried to

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

down his face, he felt as if all his organs

“Why did you have to step on my toes, you

he turned and left with