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?”

What’s the point in making such baseless allegations? Did

supported himself with both hands on the table and felt his head spin. “Then why am I so unlucky?”

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

as I said, those who aren’t sporting are just useless pieces of sh*tl”

the effects of the alcohol, Vilmar, whose mind was still clear, fumed, “Who says I’m

that case, you should finish

eyes, Mandy closed them again as she

do now was keep her eyes shut,

another bottle with the other.

had no idea how he ended up being so unlucky that evening.

thing he was sure of was that he had to keep his word, or

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

five bottles and puked

to be called pieces

what was said earlier, Matthias and the others steeled themselves and took another bottle each.

throw up on their

already churning,

a chain reaction where even those who could still stand began to puke, resulting

this is so disgusting. Why did you puke

b*stard, I’m going to kill

have to vomit in my

in the middle of his drink, couldn’t hold back

all over

Vilmar!” she

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

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

and was walking with a steady gait,

really were cheating!” he roared as he tried

head intensified significantly, causing him

he puked with greater intensity. With tears and mucus streaming down his face, he felt as if all his organs

you have to step on my toes, you pathetic

that, he turned and left with Mandy