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 when

with both hands on the table and felt his head spin. “Then why

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 blame someone else if you want to go.

I said, those who aren’t sporting are just

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

case, you should finish the

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

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

picking up another bottle with the other.

ended up

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

in an unsightly manner, shook his head. “Mr. Vilmar, I can’t drink another drop!”

Vilmar’s lapdog, he had downed five bottles and puked in the

really want to be

and the others steeled themselves and took

began to throw up on their companions after taking

stomachs were already

those who could

disgusting. Why did you puke

b*stard, I’m going

to vomit in

middle of his drink, couldn’t hold

vomited all over

Vilmar!” she

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

“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

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

roared as he tried to grab Finnegan by

sensation in his head intensified significantly, causing him to lose his balance and fall into a pool

and mucus streaming down his face, he felt as if

him, Finnegan sneered, “Why did you have to

left with Mandy in his arms.