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?”

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 I was losing

with both hands on the table and felt

I ask myself the same question 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

who aren’t sporting are

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

should finish the drinks!”

closed them again as she

eyes shut, as opening them would cause her

hand while picking up another bottle with

idea how he ended up being

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

manner, shook

downed five bottles and puked in the washroom twice.

complaining. Do you really want to be called pieces

and the others

to throw up on their

stomachs were already churning, they, too,

created a chain reaction where even those who could still stand began to puke, resulting in a chaotic scene.

this is so disgusting. Why

I’m going to kill you!”

did you have to

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

vomited all over

Vilmar!” she

in the room, Finnegan could feel the

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 you do, don’t ever go too far. Otherwise, all

sober and was walking with a steady

roared as he tried to

intensified significantly, causing him to lose his balance and fall into a pool of vomit.

greater intensity. With tears and mucus streaming down his face, he felt as if all his organs were going to be thrown up too.

at the mess before him, Finnegan sneered, “Why did you have to step

and left