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?

and felt his head spin. “Then why am I so

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,

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

Vilmar, whose mind was still clear, fumed, “Who says

that case, you should finish the

closed them again as she leaned against Finnegan’s

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

with the other. “Matthias, all of you, drink

no idea how he ended up being so unlucky that

to keep his word, or else, he would become

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

five bottles and puked

want to be called pieces of sh*t?”

said earlier, Matthias and the others

some of them began to throw up on their

for the others whose stomachs were already churning, they, too, vomited as a

that filled the room created a chain reaction where even those who could

disgusting. Why

b*stard, I’m going to kill

Why did you have to vomit

who was in the middle of

all over

she screamed.

disorder in the room, Finnegan could feel

of the game. In that case, I’m going off now. I’ll leave all of you with one piece of advice. Whatever you do, don’t

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

were cheating!” he roared as he

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

that instant, he puked with greater intensity. With tears and mucus streaming down his face, he

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

he turned and left with Mandy