First Love's Return, Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 671
Darryl’s face turned completely pale, and he was scared.
Caylee was laughing on the side.
Didn’t we just make up?
The method she thought of really worked.
Lennon opened a bottle of water and handed it to Marie, “Marie, have some water.”
“Thank you,” Marie took it and had a few sips.
“Are you still dizzy?” Lennon asked.

“Fortunately, I didn’t feel particularly dizzy.”
Lennon said, “Let’s take a break before playing something else.”
“Um.”
While they were riding the roller coaster, Carsen accompanied his girlfriend to ride the carousel and took several pictures for her.
“The baby was very cute,” Carsen flipped through the photos in his phone album and smiled as he said to Barbara.
Upon hearing the words, Caylee and Mariela exchanged a knowing glance.
Wow, what a rare occurrence.
Carsen actually called me “baby,” which was so cheesy.
Lennon, on the other hand, had no reaction, with no expression on his face, as if he was not surprised at all.
After riding the roller coaster, Fiona excitedly went to play in the maze haunted house.
Darryl’s face remained pale, and when he heard that Fiona was going to the haunted house, his face became even paler.
However, he gritted his teeth and still went along.

Marie and Lennon also went, but Caylee still didn’t dare to go, she found a café to sit and rest.
This time, Carsen and Barbara also went with them.
We entered the haunted house.
Darryl took Fiona’s hand and said, “Fiona, I was scared.”
Fiona:“...”
Darryl moved closer to Fiona again and said, “Don’t walk so fast. What if the ghost catches me
later?”
Fiona said impatiently, “Those were all people pretending, what is there to be afraid of?”
The maze had dim lighting, with eerie red lights accompanied by terrifying music, which made people shudder.
Over here, Marie and Lennon walked together.
At first, Marie was just a little scared, not as exaggerated as Darryl.
As I was walking, suddenly, out of nowhere, a “female ghost” dropped down from above.
Dressed in a red wedding gown, with disheveled hair, tears of blood stained her pale face. The female ghost hung in the air,
locking eyes with Marie.