Chapter 446 Making Wynter's Life Difficult at the Quinnells

There was a bakery near the building. Wynter was dragging a large bag of bread. She looked down at the expressive vagabond, and said, "Eat." "I... I can't eat anymore, hic!" The vagabond was leaning against the wall. The bread in his mouth caused him to hiccup continuously, not knowing what tricks Wynter had played on him. He laughed uncontrollably, "Ha ha ha, hic!" "I don't want to know anymore." Wynter stuffed another piece of bread into his mouth. "It’s important to eat, being hungry is bad." The vagabond felt like dying, "I, hic! I was wrong! Young, young lady, I..." Only then did Wynter reach out and remove a needle from his body. The vagabond collapsed in the corner and gasped for air, drenched in cold sweat. Wynter's voice was soft and detached. "I'm running out of patience. Don't beat around the bush. Speak directly." "The person who gave me this, I really didn't know who it was. I was lying down at the time and didn't manage to look up. The person told me to take i