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.

He always had a soft

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

nearby vendors sold all

the food's freshness

went off to chat, Anya and Leo fetched things, and Molly found 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

on the

Mia asked, patting her son's

to play on," the young man said, setting down the

after, Andre arrived with a new cushion, unwrapping it and laying it on the ground, "Mia,

I'll hold him; he cries as soon as

Chad and the young man returned, both carrying skewers of meat

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

the child to her husband, then spread a mat and thin blanket on the cushion for her son to lie on. Anya, wielding insect repellent, sprayed it around to keep mosquitoes away from

it that in ancient times, a scholar passing through here caught a fish. 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 around April and May, students and their

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

locals believe. Most visitors these past few weeks

Chad, who was sitting on the mat, deep

demeanor, as Mia remarked, "That explains all the high school

be part of the neighboring county but was incorporated into

"This place is nice, with mountains,

I'll bring my grandson here to eat fish when he's taking his college entrance exams in

across his dad's arms, instinctively clutching his

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