Cole was in perfect health.

No tumor.
No cardiac issues.
No rare disorder.

Just a carefully engineered web of medical deceit, designed by Cole himself — and Victoria had been the perfect victim.

And Cole? He was outside, phone in hand, ready to call the press.
Ready to tell the world he had “miraculously recovered.”

But he didn’t get the chance.

Victoria’s heels echoed across the marble floor like a war drum. With Elena at her flank, she emerged into the garden like a general onto the battlefield. Cole turned, startled. One look at the dossier under Victoria’s arm told him everything.

“You stole my trust,” she whispered.
“You weaponized my love.”

Cole stammered, tried to explain. But Victoria’s voice grew sharper, colder. With the weight of the Abbott legacy behind her, she stripped him of everything.

Corporate benefits? Gone.
Access to the family company? Revoked.
Board duties? Suspended.

Cole stood speechless as security arrived. Not a whisper, not a tear from Victoria. Only steel. Only justice.

But the fallout didn’t stop there.

Phyllis, still emotionally drained from the evening’s events, found comfort in the arms of Nick. Under the soft glow of Genoa City’s streetlights, they shared an embrace that reminded us all that pain sometimes makes space for healing.

“I’ll always be here,” Nick whispered.

And when Sharon appeared unexpectedly, she didn’t bring drama — only compassion. The quiet nod between her and Phyllis was a beautiful pause in an otherwise brutal night. Together, they began planning a summer trip to Milan, a promise of peace after the storm.

Back at Abbott Manor, Cole sat alone in the study, under guard and under scrutiny. Elena’s voice echoed one last truth in his ear:

“This moment will define who you really are.”

And somewhere deep inside him, the reality sank in — that the sympathy he craved had come at the cost of the only woman who ever believed in him.

Victoria, though devastated, rose stronger than ever. Her voice to the board would not be one of sorrow — but of strength, accountability, and legacy. She would face the dawn with unflinching resolve.

Because the Abbott name means something.

And Cole forgot that.

Would YOU forgive a lie like this? Or is Cole’s betrayal beyond redemption?
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