Chapter 123. The Rat Ate the Bait and Got Trapped

Jeruel's POV

Scoff.

A child like me—how could you wonder how I located Brandon? Lol. There's no one I want to find that I can't locate easily. The task is clear: find Brandon, get close to him, have someone take a snap of us, then frame him.

But no, I couldn’t be so easy on him by just starting to talk to him like that. He’d soon notice something was off, and hence, I have to be tough, like any kid on the street would be on a normal day.

And who says that since we're going to frame him, he can’t satisfy my stomach at this moment? I’m genuinely hungry, and I can just use our target to get what I want before we achieve what we want, if you understand.

The moment he starts walking away, my pulse quickens. What if he gets away? What if I lose him? But then he hesitates. Relief floods through me. I know he feels like he’s coming down too hard on me, perhaps thinking he needs to leave. But no, he is prey, and we’ve caught him. Letting him go—Diana wouldn’