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.

choice. He always

handy, and Leo joked about

they didn't bring supplies, nearby vendors sold

food's

things, and Molly found a spot to clear some stones. Mia, the mom, wandered

setting a stove and charcoal on the ground, "This was ordered by a

asked,

Cedillo went to rent a cushion for the child to play on," the young man said, setting

cushion, unwrapping it and laying

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

man returned, both carrying skewers of

river called? The current's pretty strong, and I've never heard of it before." He used to be a politician in Havenbrook, so

thin blanket on the cushion for her

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 for good luck. It's the peak season for fish, and that's when picnic

paused her spraying to listen, turned to the young man, "Do we have to eat

locals believe. Most visitors these past few weeks have been

glanced at Chad, who was sitting on the mat,

Mia remarked, "That explains

neighboring county but was incorporated into Havenbrook during the expansion. It used to belong to City

this, Hansen recalled recent events, "This place is nice, with mountains, water,

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 dad, cried

rosy-cheeked Henry was later held across his dad's arms, instinctively clutching his dad's finger, miraculously

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