Chapter 414
Joyce was sentenced to ten years in prison.
Quentin’s parents came to the Lamberts, crying and blaming them.
Every time the Lamberts confronted Tuff, they accused him of being the reason they lost Dominick.
Now, it was their turn to be blamed by others.
They had nothing to say.
Dominick was gone, but the Lamberts still had Joyce. The Waltons, on the other hand, had lost their only son, Quentin.
And it was Joyce who had started things with him in the first place.
Love – whether given or received – had become a shackle, and in the end, it all led to tragedy.
Seeing the Waltons’ heartbreak filled the Lambert elders with shame.
At last, they quieted down and stopped bothering Tuff.
But Joyce still wouldn’t come to her senses, stirring up trouble even behind bars.
She accused Kayla of being a spy.
This could’ve been swept under the rug. Tuff and Landon had more than enough power to make it disappear.
But then, the Limitless Sect handed over evidence, exposing Kayla as one of their own.
And just like that, Kayla was taken away.
Tuff stomped his foot, furious. “I should’ve just finished her off when I had the chance!”
“Tuff, how the hell did your wife end up a spy?” Raymond asked, his gunshot wound almost healed.
“She’s not!” Tuff shot back.
“Chill, I was just asking. Why are you so pissed?” Raymond said.
Landon calmly explained how Kayla had been kidnapped as a child. Raymond was stunned. “Man, she survived all that? Guess she’s got some good fortune coming her way!”
“Yeah, she’s been taken away. Satisfied?” Tuff grumbled, barely stopping himself from rolling his eyes at his dad.
Raymond suddenly changed the subject. “Did you hand in your resignation yet?”
“Turned it in, but they haven’t signed off yet,” Tuff muttered, sounding even more annoyed.
His master was furious, and Tuff was a bundle of nerves.
Back when Landon tried to hand in his resignation, Tuff had accused him of being petty and narrow-minded. Now, the tables had turned. He was the one getting a taste of his own medicine from his master.
“Your master’s been training you for years. It’s normal for him to blow off some steam,” Raymond said with a grin, pulling out two bottles of his best booze from the cabinet. “I’m heading out. You keep Mr. Kingsley company.”
“Dad!” Tuff called out, clearly not happy.
Tuff really wasn’t in the mood for drinks right now.
Landon watched Raymond walk out, his back straight, then said thoughtfully, “This liquor’s pretty good. Let’s have a couple of drinks.”
Tuff was speechless.
“Maybe a couple drinks will bring us some good news,” Landon said.
“Not even a little worried about your sister, Landon?” Tuff asked.
“Not at all. She’s just being questioned, not tortured,” Landon replied.
“But…” Tuff muttered.
“I know Kayla can handle herself,” Landon said, taking a sip of his drink.
Landon sipped his drink, looking totally relaxed, while Tuff just sat there, sulking.
Suddenly, Landon’s phone rang, and he broke into a grin.
Seeing Landon smile just ticked Tuff off even more. “Is that your wife? Go warm her bed and stop crashing at my place.”
“It’s Brian,” Landon replied.
Tuff snatched the phone and demanded, “How could you not keep an eye on Dally? He went and spilled Kayla’s whole background to Joyce…”
Landon quickly took the phone back and said politely, “Dr. Shawn, he’s just really stressed. He didn’t mean to take it out on you.”
“I know,” Brian replied with a smile. “I sent something over by international courier. Keep an eye out for it.”
“What is it?” Landon asked.
“Something that’ll set Kayla free,” Brian said.
“Thanks,” Landon said sincerely.
“Don’t mention it,” Brian replied.
“Is there anything I can do for you, Dr. Shawn?” Landon asked.
“Just don’t try to kill Dally,” Brian said.
“Fine,” Landon agreed.
Even though Dally was a total troublemaker, Landon still agreed.
Dally was all Brian had left, and they just couldn’t bring themselves to hurt good people anymore.
Joyce sat in her cell, eagerly waiting for her new neighbor – Kayla.
A foreign spy like her was bound to end up in prison.
When Joyce reported Kayla, she even made a special request to have Kayla put right next door.
By now, Kayla must have been found guilty.
Joyce couldn’t help but let out a triumphant laugh as she pictured it all unfolding.
Her cellmate shot her a sideways look. “Why are you acting crazy?”
“You just don’t get it. This is the joy of revenge,” Joyce said, grinning from ear to ear.
“You’re nuts!” her cellmate snapped.
Her cellmate wasn’t wrong. Joyce was clearly losing it.
When Joyce saw Kayla walk in, looking all neat and tidy with Raymond and a bunch of officials at her side, she totally lost it.
“Kayla, look at you now! You finally got what you deserve! You spy, you cancer to your own country!” Joyce cackled.
“Weren’t you acting all high and mighty? Actually telling me you were a spy – like I wouldn’t turn you in? Please!
“You got me locked up, so I’m dragging you down with me. Let’s rot in here together!” Joyce said.
Joyce was acting like a total lunatic.
Kayla shot her a look of calm disdain.
“Kayla, let’s see how you like prison now!” Joyce cackled, then called out to her cellmates, “She’s an international spy! When she moves in, let’s all jump her together!”
The other inmates were shaking in their boots.
Everyone had seen on TV that spies were total pros. They couldn’t possibly stand a chance against her.
“Kayla, look at you now…” Joyce just wouldn’t let up with her trash talk.
Raymond shook his head and turned to the officer beside him. “Send her to the psych ward.”
“Yes, Mr. Prescott.”
Joyce was taken away on her own, while Kayla never even set foot inside.
Finally, Joyce snapped out of her crazy rant and asked, “Why aren’t you locking her up?”
“Kayla didn’t commit any crime,” Raymond replied.
“Mr. Prescott, she’s an international spy!” Joyce yelled, totally stunned. “You came here with her. Don’t you know?”
“Oh, Kayla just wanted to see you, so we just dropped by,” Raymond said, sounding totally casual.
‘What the hell? This isn’t what I imagined at all!’ Joyce thought, completely thrown off.
“Just like you wanted, Joyce. I’m here to see you,” Kayla said, her gaze calm and steady.
“You…” Joyce sputtered, totally thrown off.
She froze for a few seconds, then reflexively raised her hands to shield her head.
‘Wait, is she here to hit me?’ Joyce thought, suddenly panicking.
“Check this out,” Kayla said, pulling out a shiny new official badge.
It was for some department Joyce had never even heard of, stamped with a bold red government seal.
“Thanks to you, I’ve landed a government job. I’ll be serving my country from now on,” Kayla said as she put the badge away. “Happy now, Joyce?”
“How is this even possible?” Joyce muttered, her eyes twitching in shock.
“Oh, and by the way, my boss is my father-in-law,” Kayla tossed out, like it was no big deal.
“What?” Joyce gasped.
That was the final straw. Joyce totally lost it.
Joyce looked at Raymond, the man she’d known since she was a kid, her voice trembling. “You… you…”
“It’s time to let it go,” Raymond said, his tone all business as he waved for the guards to take her away. And just like that, Joyce was escorted out.
Kayla turned back to Raymond and said respectfully, “Thank you, Raymond.”
“No need for formalities between family. Just make sure not to mention this to Magnolia,” Raymond replied.
“Understood,” Kayla nodded.
Meanwhile, Tuff and Landon finally picked up Brian’s “package” at the airport.
When they opened it, they were stunned to find a dossier detailing how the Limitless Sect had taken Kayla in.
There was also a full record of every spy mission the Limitless Sect had ever carried out – turns out, Kayla never took part in a single one.
Brian explained that because Kayla had suffered memory loss as a child and still struggled with headaches, they’d never assigned her any missions.
In other words, Kayla had never done anything to harm her country or its people.
“Awesome… this is such a relief!” Tuff and Landon both let out a breath, excitement written all over their faces.
They hurried back with the evidence, only to be told, “Kayla’s already been taken away by Mr. Raymond Prescott.”