Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 703

Scott hurried over and found five brand-new hundred-dollar bills stashed under the cutting board.

"Officer Chad, for just a few cherries, this is way too much."

Chad hadn't planned this with Molly. It was all her, sneaking over, grabbing his wallet, and leaving the money there.

"Molly really gets me, huh?"

Molly grinned, "Of course, only I truly understand you."

Looking for a lunch spot, Molly found a riverside picnic club on her phone.

Molly nibbled on her thumb, "Chad-"

"Henry's too young."

"He won't eat much anyway."

"The smoke will be strong."

Molly stopped pleading and got down to business, "Chad, if you take me to the picnic, I'll stay over at the Byrne family's house tonight."

Officer Chad, always ready to compromise, asked, "Where's it at?"

A half-hour drive later, they arrived at the bustling riverside, vehicles parked all around. It was a busy weekend. Walking down the slope, Andre carried his son and held his wife's hand, surrounded by dirt paths and the smoke from woodland barbecues. Kids played by the river, and a few high school students in uniforms were there too.

always had a soft spot for

Leo joked about Anya's blind luck in picking the

vendors sold

food's freshness

stones. Mia, the mom, wandered around with her child, feeling the heat and Henry's fussiness from lack of sleep, whimpering

setting a stove and charcoal on the ground, "This was ordered by a Mr. Cedillo. Should I leave it

husband?" Mia asked, patting

cushion for the child to play on," the young man said, setting down the stove and making sure I was stable

Andre arrived with a new cushion, unwrapping it and laying it on the

not settled yet. I'll hold him; he cries as soon as I put him

skewers of meat and vegetables,

cane, asked, "Young man, what's this river called? The current's pretty strong, and I've never heard of it

a mat and thin blanket on the cushion for her son to lie on. Anya, wielding insect repellent,

His wife cooked it, and after eating, he went to his exams and topped them. On his way back, he remembered the fish and ate it again. Since then, it's said that eating fish from this river brings exam success. Gradually, it became known as Scholar's River. Every year

paused her spraying to listen, turned to the

Most visitors these past few weeks have been high

glanced at Chad, who was sitting on the mat, deep in

Anya's change in demeanor, as Mia remarked, "That explains all the

later explained to Hansen, "This used to be part of the neighboring county but was incorporated

recent events, "This place is

again, "Is that story true or just a legend? If it's true, I'll bring my grandson here to eat fish when he's taking his college entrance exams in 18 years." Henry, cradled by his

was later held across his dad's arms, instinctively clutching

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