At Wyndemere, Stefan and Laura were waiting together when Nikolas arrived.
Where’s our son?” Laura demanded.
“What? I’m not Stefan’s son!”
“You’re correct. That’s why the paternity results suddenly changed,” Stefan said, grabbing him. “Because you’re not Nikolas Cassadine. My son doesn’t act like a Backstreet Boy. I raised him better. Who are you?”
“Okay! I’m an actor from St. Louis! Helena hired me to replace Nikolas and drive you away. She made him think he’s some Jared guy’s brother with the help of something called the Center.”
“Thank you.” Stefan released him and turned to Laura. “Let’s find him.”