Lyra was stunned!
She had never told Old Madame her nickname, so how did she know?
"Old Madame..." she whispered.
"Lyra, you're Lyra, right?"
"Yes... I'm Lyra."
"No wonder you remind me of Gemma." Sophia Harrison was usually calm and composed, but at this moment, she was slightly flustered.
Lyra was even more surprised that Old Madame actually knew her grandmother!
Sophia Harrison let go of Lyra and looked at her with loving eyes, saying, "Lyra, when you were a child, you visited our mansion. I saw you from a distance, sitting by the door, weaving grasshoppers out of straw. You were such a well-behaved and quiet child."
Lyra listened carefully, and Old Madame's words brought up some memories of her childhood.
Sophia Harrison continued, "During the time you lived in the mansion, I occasionally saw you from a distance. Later, Gemma came and took you away, and I never saw you again."
