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.

choice. He always had a soft spot for the

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

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

checked the food's freshness like

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 of sleep, whimpering in

donkey, setting a stove and charcoal on the ground, "This

Mia asked, patting her son's

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

cushion, unwrapping it and laying it on the ground, "Mia, let's put the child

not settled yet. I'll hold him; he cries as soon as I put

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

strong, and I've never heard of it before." He used to be a politician in Havenbrook,

to her husband, then spread a mat and thin blanket on the cushion for her son to

fish and ate it again. Since then, it's said that eating fish from

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

these past few weeks have

was sitting on the mat, deep in

demeanor, as Mia remarked, "That explains all the high school students

part of the neighboring county but was incorporated into Havenbrook

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

here to eat fish when he's taking his college entrance

was later held across his dad's arms, instinctively clutching his

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