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

of stuff came in handy, and Leo

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

food's freshness like a

off 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 of sleep,

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

Mia asked, patting

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

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

not settled yet. I'll hold him;

both carrying skewers of

leaning on his cane, asked, "Young man, what's this river called? The current's pretty strong, and I've never heard of it before."

mat and thin blanket on the cushion for her son to

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 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

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

these past few weeks have been high

was sitting

Mia remarked,

county but was incorporated into

events, "This place is nice, with mountains,

it's true, I'll bring my grandson here to eat fish when he's taking

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

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