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.

his daughter's choice. He always

carload of stuff came in handy, and Leo joked about Anya's blind luck in

they didn't bring supplies, nearby vendors sold all

food's freshness

spot to clear some stones. Mia, the mom, wandered around with her child, feeling the heat and

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

husband?" Mia asked,

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

cushion, unwrapping it and laying

looked at the drowsy Henry, "He's not settled yet. I'll

Chad and the young man returned, both carrying skewers

his cane, asked, "Young man, what's this river called? The current's pretty strong, and I've never heard of it before." He used to be a politician in Havenbrook, so he thought he should

spread a mat and thin blanket on the cushion for her son to

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 around April and May, students and their parents come here for good luck. It's the peak season for

who had paused her spraying to listen, turned to the young

what locals believe. Most visitors these past

who was sitting on the

noticed Anya's change in demeanor, as Mia remarked, "That

to be part of the neighboring county but was incorporated into Havenbrook during the expansion. It used to

is nice, with mountains, water, beautiful

my grandson here to eat fish when he's taking his college entrance exams in 18 years." Henry, cradled by his dad, cried a bit, then continued to

held across his dad's arms, instinctively clutching his dad's finger, miraculously

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