When Sam’s will was first read, something about it had always felt… unfinished. Alexis Davis named Drew Cain as Scout’s legal guardian, and while there were quiet whispers, no one dared to challenge it.
Drew was a decorated hero, a trusted figure — and Jason Morgan quietly accepted his role as Danny’s caretaker without protest. Grief swallowed questions.
But what no one knew — not even Drew or Jason — was that Alexis had deliberately left out the final page of Sam’s will. The truth was too dangerous. Only Alexis and the attorney who drafted it knew what it said, and he had been paid handsomely to forget it existed.
That last page revealed a stunning twist: Scout wasn’t Drew’s daughter at all. She was Jason’s. Sam had updated the paternity confirmation shortly before her death, determined to finally set the record straight. But to Alexis, it didn’t matter.
She’d always seen Jason as a dangerous influence — chaos wrapped in control, the man Sam could never stay away from no matter the cost. In her grief, that bias hardened into action. She buried the truth.
For more than a year, she told herself she was protecting Scout — but the cracks were starting to show. A surprise visit to Drew’s penthouse changed everything. Alexis found Scout curled in the corner of her room, clutching a stuffed animal, tears streaking her face. “
He doesn’t talk to me unless I do something wrong,” Scout whispered. “He calls me ‘kid’ like I’m not his. He says to stop asking about Mommy.”
At first, Alexis told herself it was grief — Drew’s grief. But the more Scout spoke, the clearer it became: Drew had emotionally checked out.
That night, Alexis unlocked her safe and pulled out the unedited will. Reading Sam’s final wishes, the guilt that had been quietly gnawing at her erupted into shame.
The next morning, she called the attorney. “Release the full will. Every page.” Within days, the amended document hit the court — naming Jason Morgan as Scout’s legal father and guardian.
The fallout was instant. Drew stormed into Alexis’s home, livid. “You lied,” he accused. Alexis shot back, “I protected her.” When Drew demanded to know from whom, her silence said everything: “Both of you.”
The following morning, Jason arrived without a word, handing her the envelope containing the full will. Alexis’s hands trembled. “I didn’t do it to hurt you,” she whispered. Jason’s eyes were cold. “You didn’t do it for Scout, either.”
And just like that, decades of buried resentment, unspoken truths, and dangerous loyalties exploded into the open — leaving Scout’s future, and Port Charles itself, forever changed.
