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 had a soft spot

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

they didn't bring supplies, nearby vendors sold

food's freshness like a

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

a young man appeared with a donkey, setting a stove and charcoal on the ground, "This was ordered by

husband?" Mia asked, patting her

rent a cushion for the child to play on," the young man

cushion, unwrapping it and laying it on the ground, "Mia,

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

man returned, both carrying skewers of meat and vegetables,

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

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

call it Scholar's River. Legend has 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 parents come here for good luck. It's the

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

locals believe. Most visitors these past few weeks have been

sitting

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

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

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

my grandson here to eat fish when he's taking his college

dad's arms, instinctively clutching his dad's finger, miraculously calming

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