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

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

in the beginning?” Finnegan pointed at 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

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

of the alcohol, Vilmar, whose mind was

that case, you should finish the

closed them again as she leaned against

shut, as opening them would cause

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

how he ended up

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

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

five bottles and puked in the washroom twice.

to be called pieces

and the others steeled themselves and

up on their companions after taking just a

others whose stomachs were already churning, they, too, vomited as a result.

filled the room created a chain reaction where even those who could still stand began to puke, resulting in

disgusting. Why did you puke on me?”

b*stard, I’m going to

Why did you have to vomit in my

in the middle of his

all over

she

disorder in the room, Finnegan could feel the effects of

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 ever go too far. Otherwise, all you’re doing is shooting yourself in the

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

really were cheating!” he roared as he tried to grab Finnegan by

in his head intensified significantly, causing him

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

before him, Finnegan sneered, “Why did you have to

and left with Mandy