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 generation's

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

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

checked the food's freshness like a

stones. Mia, the mom, wandered around with her child, feeling the heat and Henry's fussiness from lack

man appeared with a donkey, setting a stove and charcoal on

my husband?" Mia asked,

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

unwrapping it and laying

the drowsy Henry, "He's not settled yet. I'll hold him; he cries as soon as

Chad and the young man returned, both carrying skewers

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

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

young man lit the stove and explained, "We 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

to the

Most visitors these past few weeks have

who was sitting on the mat, deep

change in demeanor, as Mia remarked, "That explains all

to Hansen, "This used to be part of the neighboring county but was incorporated into Havenbrook during the expansion. It used

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

I'll bring my grandson here to eat fish when he's taking his college entrance exams in 18 years." Henry, cradled

his dad's arms, instinctively clutching

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