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.

thrilled with his daughter's choice. He always had a soft

and Leo joked about Anya's blind luck in picking the right

didn't bring supplies, nearby vendors sold all kinds

the food's

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

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

my husband?" Mia asked, patting

young man said, setting down the stove and

a new cushion, unwrapping it and laying it on the ground, "Mia, let's

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

young man returned, both carrying skewers of meat and

called? The current's pretty strong, and I've never heard

her son to lie on. Anya, wielding insect repellent, sprayed it around to keep mosquitoes away

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

spraying to listen, turned to the young man, "Do we

Most visitors these past few weeks have been high

sitting on the

demeanor, as Mia remarked, "That explains

of the neighboring county but was incorporated into Havenbrook during the

recent events, "This place is nice, with

grandson here to eat fish when he's taking his college entrance exams in 18 years." Henry, cradled by his dad, cried a bit,

held across his dad's arms, instinctively clutching his dad's finger, miraculously calming into

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