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?”

broke into a mischievous smile. “Mr. Vilmar, if you aren’t up to it, just say so. What’s

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

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 blame someone else if you want to go.

those who aren’t sporting are

was still clear, fumed, “Who says I’m

you should finish the

her eyes, Mandy closed them again as she leaned against Finnegan’s b*dy.

do now was keep her eyes shut, as opening them would

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

idea how he ended up being so unlucky that evening.

of was that he had to keep

manner, shook his head. “Mr. Vilmar, I can’t drink

had downed five bottles and puked

complaining. Do you really want to be called

the others

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

whose stomachs were already churning, they, too, vomited as

the room created a chain reaction where even those who could still stand began

this is so disgusting. Why did you puke on me?”

b*stard, I’m going to kill you!”

to

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

all over Ariendel.

she

Finnegan could feel the effects of the alcohol

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

that Finnegan looked sober and was walking with a steady gait, he was

he roared as he tried

head intensified significantly, causing him to lose his balance and

tears and mucus streaming down his face, he felt as if all his organs were going to

before him, Finnegan sneered, “Why did you have to step on my

that, he turned and left with Mandy in his