Andrew stretched out his wrinkled hand, calling softly, "Clara, come over here."

Seeing that Andrew was addressing her, Briar walked forward, puzzled. 'Clara?'

"Maybe you've got the wrong person? My name's Briar Marlowe," Briar replied naively, her innocence apparent, causing Lillian to become anxious.

Hearing this, Andrew seemed to regain some composure, but his gaze lingered on Briar's face, which bore an uncanny resemblance to Clara. "Clara, don't you remember ...