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

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

in the beginning?” Finnegan pointed at the twelve bottles of Alcohol. “However, I accepted my fate in the end. Are you

your word. Just as I said, those who aren’t sporting are

Vilmar, whose mind was still

that case, you should finish

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

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

himself with one hand while picking up another bottle with the other.

had no idea how he ended up being

had to keep his word, or else, he would become the laughingstock

unsightly manner, shook his head. “Mr.

five bottles and puked in the washroom

want to be called pieces of

others steeled themselves

up on their

stomachs were already churning, they, too, vomited

room created a chain reaction where even those who

is so disgusting. Why

I’m going to

to vomit in my direction?”

chaos, Vilmar, who was in the middle of his drink, couldn’t hold back any

all over Ariendel.

Vilmar!” she

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

up 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 you with one piece of advice. Whatever

and saw that Finnegan looked sober and was walking with a steady gait, he was struck by an epiphany.

cheating!” he roared as he tried to

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

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

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

and left with Mandy in