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Lynnsey tidied her hair before answering the video call. "Hey, Lynnsey, why is your hair so messy? Did you just wake up?" Chris Heyman's voice came from the phone. As soon as Ray heard this voice, his eyebrows furrowed tightly. Why does this voice sound so familiar? Lynnsey stood by the door and said casually, "You're the one who sleeps in every day. I brought the kids to visit the patient in the hospital today. If you have something to say, say it. If not, I'm hanging up." "Hey, hey, hey, don't hang up. Let me see Nicole. I haven't seen my God daughter in ages." Lynnsey pursed her lips. She didn't agree to let Chris Heyman be Nicole's Godfather, but he always called her God daughter, and she couldn't be bothered to correct him. She waved and called Nicole over. The little girl smi