Chapter 866

Molly was just hanging out with her dad, watching a boy band competition on TV. She turned to him and said, "You know, Dad, your beard could use a makeover. How about we dye it pink and give you a trendy new look? Look at those boy band members with their flashy

hair colors. They're rocking it! Since you're bald, we could at least spice up your beard."

Her dad wasn't too thrilled and insisted she was being cheeky. "I'm spending my money to give him a treat, and he's still running to Chad to tattle on me."

Mia plopped down beside them, chuckling, "Why not go all out and make Dad's beard a rainbow? That way, my kid won't need toys anymore, and I'd save a ton of cash!"

For Mia's chubby little boy, his granddad's colorful beard was like his personal playground. She could already picture him snuggling in his grandpa's arms, gazing up at the rainbow-like beard with those big, curious eyes, sparkling with pure delight. Naomi, watching the sisters' antics, chuckled, "Mia, shouldn't you wake up Henry by now?"

Mia suddenly remembered her little guy was still snoozing. She dashed upstairs to wake him up. When he wouldn't budge, she started a livestream for her husband. "Look at your lazy son. I've even picked him up, and he's still out cold. I might just have to spank him awake."

Andre quipped back, "Make sure you take off his diaper first."

Chad always made time to call his wife, "Hey, did Dad ring you?"

"Nope. Did he ask you to come pick me up again?"

Molly laughed, "Yep, you guessed it."

Chad, munching on his lunch, let out a soft chuckle, "Just keep it cool for a couple of days, don't ruffle any feathers, and I'll deal with you when I get back."

dad Hansen chimed in, "Ask Chad when he's planning to come

know when you're coming

then, Donnie waved Chad over, signaling

"Not sure yet. Gotta run, Molly.

headed to the telescope to scope things out. "Boss,

Annie tracked down a lead. Chad

case, and despite some heat from the higher-ups, Chad knew his team was

to be a dad, Donnie called with a breakthrough,

unborn child was his good luck charm. He didn't voice it but hurried to the station, then went to see the

was rare, especially in large sums, which made Chad suspicious about

farmer a photo, "Seen this guy

squinted, then

woman! She buys melons here, always with fresh

had told him,

Chad asked, "You sure?"

dresses, hard to miss, though I try not to look," the farmer admitted, thinking girls should dress more modestly.

from the farmer

one

counterfeit money

a melon farmer?"

just him. Older folks are easy targets. Street vendors don't have cameras, unlike stores where frequent visits would raise eyebrows. These folks,

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