For weeks, whispers had reached Brooke from across the Atlantic—rumors that Ridge, the man she has loved, lost, and fought for across decades, was entangled with a rising French model-turned-designer. Amelia Laurent had captivated Paris with her reinvention of classic Forrester tradition, earning praise as a visionary muse. But Brooke knew better. Reinvention was one thing; theft was another.

Determined to see the truth for herself, Brooke boarded a plane for Paris with one mission: to expose the lies that threatened not only her marriage but also the very foundation of Forrester Creations.

The Storm Arrives

The Grand Palais, draped in light and spectacle, had become a cathedral of couture that night. Outside, paparazzi swarmed velvet ropes, and inside, influencers whispered predictions as models floated down the runway in shimmering gowns. To the world, this was Forrester International’s crowning moment. But for Brooke, it was ground zero.

She stormed into the backstage area like a tempest in silk, bypassing guards and coordinators. Her eyes were fixed on Amelia, who stood surrounded by interns, basking in the glow of acclaim. Brooke didn’t hesitate. She slammed a sketchbook onto the table—long-forgotten renderings Ridge himself had drawn years ago.

“This collection isn’t yours,” Brooke hissed. “You recycled Ridge’s old designs and paraded them as your own.”

Gasps echoed through the room. Amelia’s response was chilling. “And yet, he gave them to me. What does that say about you?”

Silence fell. All eyes turned to Ridge. And he didn’t deny it.

The Ultimate Betrayal

His silence was a dagger to Brooke’s heart. For decades, Ridge had been the architect of her greatest heartbreaks and her deepest healing. Now, in the most public of arenas, he stood complicit in another woman’s deception.

When Amelia, emboldened by the cameras gathering, dismissed Brooke’s accusations, Brooke’s fury exploded. A slap cracked through the air—a slap that instantly went viral, streamed live by backstage crews. Amelia retaliated, shoving Brooke into a mirror as interns screamed and assistants scrambled to intervene.

Social media lit up in real time. #ForesterFight trended worldwide within minutes.

Steffy Steps In

The chaos spiraled until Steffy Forrester appeared, heels echoing like gunfire. Watching the scandal unravel, she ordered the finale shut down. “Kill the show,” she demanded as stock values for Forrester Creations plummeted live on the market.

The audience outside, expecting a triumphant bridal showpiece, was instead met with confusion and darkness. Backstage, Ridge stood paralyzed between the two women—his legacy collapsing in one corner, his obsession in another.

“I didn’t come to Paris to rescue you,” Brooke told him through clenched teeth. “I came to remind you who you are. Choose family, or lose everything.”