Lily and Billy panic when they discover Damian has a secret room and Dumas is there Y&R Spoilers

Victor stood in his office, a gleam of anticipation in his eyes. The idea that Aristotle Damas—the elusive figure who had somehow managed to evade even Victor’s far-reaching network—might finally surface was thrilling. Yet, with that excitement came suspicion. Victor had long questioned whether Damas was even real.

The air was thick with tension as Victor contemplated how to unmask the shadowy manipulator pulling strings from behind the curtain. He suspected that the mastermind was closer than anyone realized.

Billy Abbott, always hungry for power and relevance, had no idea how deep he was about to get pulled into this web.

Through Damian Cain, allegedly Damas’s right-hand man, Billy had been feeding information and following orders. Damian appeared loyal, respected by everyone in Damas’s mysterious circle. But Victor wasn’t buying it.

If Aristotle Damas was merely a smokescreen, then Damian was the puppet master.

Victor had already begun pulling strings. He had a private investigator tailing Damian, and with Lily’s help, they had started assembling pieces of the puzzle.

But it was only when Victor reviewed the data himself that the truth hit: Aristotle Damas wasn’t a man at all. He was a myth—a construct created by Damian to deflect attention and gain control.

What Victor needed now was proof.

Enter Billy.

Victor called Billy into his office, spinning the next move like a chess master. “You’re going to deceive Damian,” Victor said, his tone cold and exacting. “Gain his trust, make him believe you’re loyal. When the time is right, you’ll uncover what he’s really hiding.”

Billy nodded, eager. “I’ll do whatever it takes. Just tell me where to start.”

Victor’s plan was twofold: Billy would infiltrate Damian’s inner circle, while Lily would manage the operation from behind the scenes—monitoring threats, managing fallout, and keeping Billy’s cover secure. Though hesitant, Lily agreed. “Just make sure this doesn’t explode in our faces,” she warned.

As Billy stepped into his undercover role, he watched Damian carefully. The man was meticulous, almost too perfect in his composure. But Billy noticed small cracks—a life too tightly controlled, movements too calculated, a history too vague.

Then came the breakthrough.

Billy followed Damian to a dilapidated building on the outskirts of Genoa City. Hidden among alleyways and shadows, Billy spotted a secret entrance cleverly disguised in the brickwork. Damian had a covert office. A place unknown even to his closest allies.

Billy raced to Victor, his heart pounding. “We’ve got something. A hidden location. He’s hiding more than we ever imagined.”

Victor’s response was measured, but his eyes gleamed. “This is our break. But we move carefully. No mistakes.”

Billy agreed. “I’ll keep digging. We’ll get the proof.”

Meanwhile, at Crimson Lights, Damian shared a seemingly innocent conversation with Holden. The topic? His recent trip to Boston and time spent with his brother. But it was the mention of Lily that piqued Holden’s interest. Damian spoke with subtle affection, revealing ties that ran deeper than he let on.

Holden leaned in. “You’re getting close to a lot of people here, Damian. That could be dangerous.”

Damian’s mask didn’t slip, but there was a flicker of unease. “Is that a problem?”

“Only if you’re not careful,” Holden said.

Trust, in Genoa City, was a double-edged sword.

Victor, Billy, and Lily knew time was ticking. Damian’s secret life was unraveling. And the deeper they dug, the closer they came to revealing the biggest lie the city had seen in years.

Aristotle Damas never existed.

And Damian’s empire of secrets was about to collapse.

To be continued…