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.

daughter's choice. He always had a soft spot

stuff came in handy, and Leo joked

nearby vendors sold all kinds of meats and

the food's

stones. Mia, the mom, wandered around with

a stove and charcoal on the ground, "This was ordered by a Mr. Cedillo. Should I leave

my husband?" Mia asked,

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

new cushion, unwrapping it and laying

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

both carrying skewers

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." He used to be a politician in Havenbrook, so he thought he

mat and thin blanket on the cushion for her son to

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 then, it's said that eating fish from this river brings exam success. Gradually, it became known

turned to the young man,

believe. Most visitors these past few weeks have been

Chad, who was sitting

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

of the neighboring county but was

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

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

dad's arms, instinctively clutching his dad's

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