BREAKING: Reed Hellstrom Stabs Nick Newman, Shocking Genoa City With His Return – Blood, Betrayal, and a Legacy Shattered

In a chilling and explosive turn of events that has left Genoa City reeling, Nick Newman was brutally stabbed inside Cain Ashby’s isolated estate, and the truth behind the masked attacker has ignited one of the darkest chapters in Newman family history. What began as a calculated assault turned into a devastating personal reckoning when Nick, bloodied and barely conscious, ripped the attacker’s mask to uncover a face from the past—Reed Hellstrom, the long-absent son of Victoria Newman and JT Hellstrom. The same Reed who once quietly strummed a guitar in family corners and called Nick “Uncle” now returned with a knife in his hand and vengeance burning in his eyes. His attack wasn’t random, and it wasn’t impulsive—it was the culmination of years of buried pain, grief, and fury toward the family he believes destroyed his father. As Nick lay bleeding, Reed didn’t run right away. He stared, his expression raw and honest, and uttered damning words that pierced deeper than any blade: “You all treated my father like garbage. You dragged him through the dirt. You took everything from him. And everyone just moved on like he didn’t matter.” Reed then confirmed the suspicions that had haunted investigators for weeks—he killed Damian, the journalist who had been digging too close to the truth. His confession, cold and unapologetic, shattered the image of a misunderstood young man. Reed had become a vigilante forged from emotional shrapnel, a man determined to make the Newmans feel every wound they had once inflicted.

Back at the estate, Sharon and Sally stumbled upon Nick’s nearly lifeless body just moments after Reed fled into the night. The atmosphere was thick with panic, the scent of blood heavy in the air, and the only word Nick could whisper was “Reed.” The weight of that name hit like an earthquake. Neither woman had heard it in years, and neither could believe it. But Nick’s certainty was unshakable—he had seen Reed’s face. The implications exploded immediately across Genoa City: Victoria’s son was now a fugitive wanted for attempted murder and for the confirmed killing of Damian. Victoria herself collapsed upon hearing the news, her sobs torn between maternal anguish and the horror of seeing her darkest fear realized—that Reed’s simmering grief would one day ignite into violence. Victor, always the strategist, said nothing, but behind his stony expression was a realization more terrifying than the event itself—this wasn’t just a crime. This was an internal war, and the Newman legacy was cracking from the inside. Meanwhile, Cain, whose estate had unwittingly become the battlefield, quickly spun the narrative to paint the attack as a random break-in, but Sharon wasn’t buying it. She began investigating quietly, suspecting more secrets within the mountain property. And Nick, though critically wounded, refused to rest. He kept reliving the moment, the voice, the hesitation—believing that deep inside Reed, there was still a sliver of doubt, a piece of the boy who used to love them.

As law enforcement scrambled, Chance Chancellor took the investigation into his own hands, launching a manhunt that stretched across state lines. But it was already too late. Reed had vanished with frightening efficiency, likely using one of Cain’s hidden escape routes through the mountainous terrain. Helicopters scanned the ridges, dogs combed the area, and checkpoints were set up, but Reed was gone, like a shadow never fully caught by the light. The damage, however, was permanent. Nick’s body might recover—he was fortunate the knife missed major arteries—but his soul was fractured. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw not just the fury in Reed’s face, but the grief that had twisted into something monstrous. The questions haunted him: Was Reed truly alone in this, or were others feeding his fire? Could JT’s story be more complex than the one the Newmans told themselves? Had their campaign to protect their family image created a villain they never saw coming? And most terrifying of all—was this just the beginning of Reed’s vendetta?

The silence in the aftermath was deafening. Police guarded the Newman ranch, and every staff member was vetted. Media outlets exploded with rumors, and the Newman name trended for all the wrong reasons. Damian’s murder, once a confusing tragedy, now revealed itself as the opening salvo in Reed’s war on those he holds responsible for his father’s downfall. And somewhere out there, the man himself—once a quiet, artistic soul—had transformed into a ghost fueled by ideology and rage. But what came next? Would Reed strike again? Would he contact Victoria? Would he demand the family acknowledge their sins or face more bloodshed? Or was his message already sent, clear and final, with every drop of Nick’s blood spilled across Cain Ashby’s estate floor? One thing is certain: the Newman family has never faced a threat this personal, this dangerous, or this tragically born of their own past. Reed Hellstrom has returned, and Genoa City will never be the same.