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.

daughter's choice. He always had a soft

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

nearby vendors sold all

the food's freshness like a

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

appeared with a donkey, setting a stove and charcoal on

my husband?" Mia asked, patting her

cushion for the child to play on," the young

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

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

both carrying skewers of meat and vegetables, placing them

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

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

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

listen, turned to the young

what locals believe. Most visitors these past few weeks have been high

was sitting on

change in demeanor, as Mia remarked,

to be part of the neighboring county but was incorporated into Havenbrook during the

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

"Is that story true or just a legend? If it's 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 a bit,

across his dad's arms, instinctively clutching

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