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 the younger

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

they didn't bring supplies, nearby vendors sold all kinds of

food's freshness like a

a spot to clear some stones. Mia, the mom, wandered around with her child, feeling the heat and Henry's fussiness from lack of sleep, whimpering in

a stove and charcoal on the ground,

Mia asked, patting her

to rent a cushion for the child to play on," the young man said, setting down the stove and

arrived with a new cushion, unwrapping it and laying it on the ground, "Mia, let's

settled yet. I'll hold him; he cries as

carrying skewers of meat and

this river called? The current's pretty strong, and I've never

husband, then spread a mat and thin blanket on the cushion for her son

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 around April and May, students and their parents come here

her spraying to listen, turned to the

believe. Most visitors these past

who was sitting on the

as Mia remarked, "That explains all the high school students here

to be part of the neighboring county but was incorporated into

is nice, with mountains, water, beautiful scenery, and a

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

arms, instinctively clutching his dad's finger,

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