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

of stuff came in handy, and Leo joked

though they didn't bring supplies, nearby vendors sold

food's

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

on the ground, "This was

my husband?" Mia asked, patting

cushion for the child to play on," the young man said, setting down the

it and laying it on the ground, "Mia, let's put the child down to

settled yet. I'll

the young man returned, both carrying skewers of meat and vegetables, placing them on a

strong, and I've never heard

on the cushion for her son to lie on. Anya, wielding insect repellent, sprayed it around to keep

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 peak season for fish, and that's when picnic clubs

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

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

who was sitting on

demeanor, as Mia remarked, "That explains

part of the neighboring county but was incorporated

by this, Hansen recalled recent events, "This place is nice, with mountains, water, beautiful scenery, and

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, then

across his dad's arms,

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