“SON, DON’T TRUST HER” — Bill Confronts Will in a Gritty Prison Showdown as Luna Pulls One Last Desperate Move | The Bold and the Beautiful

In an explosive new chapter of The Bold and the Beautiful, emotions run high, loyalties fracture, and the Spencer family is thrust once again into a crisis

that threatens to leave scars deeper than any before. Luna’s imprisonment has done little to dampen her instincts for survival and manipulation. Instead, it has sharpened them,

pushing her to orchestrate one of her most shocking schemes yet—one that drags the unsuspecting Will Spencer

into her web and pits father against son in a momentthat could alter their family forever.

Luna’s time behind bars has been defined by her determination to control the narrative, even from the confines of a prison cell. Previously, she faked an assault in an attempt to win Bill’s sympathy, hoping to convince him that she was the victim of a hostile environment she could not withstand. But Bill Spencer, who has built his empire navigating deceit, manipulation, and emotional warfare, saw through her plan immediately. His disappointment then was brutal—its sting more powerful than any verbal attack. Luna’s façade shattered, and Bill’s last remaining patience with her crumbled.

Yet, Luna is nothing if not adaptable.

This time, she directs her performance toward someone more vulnerable. Someone who has something to lose. Someone whose heart is still in conflict. Bill’s youngest son, Will Spencer.

Though Will has made no secret of his resentment toward Luna for the chaos she caused and the pain she inflicted on his family, the situation has changed in a way that shakes him deeply: Luna is pregnant. The child she carries is his. It is this fact—innocent, voiceless, and trapped in a world of violence and cruelty—that becomes the crack Luna works her way into with terrifying precision.

Will has always tried to forge his own path, balancing his father’s powerful expectations with a determination to be more responsible, more compassionate, more human. But every night, he lies awake thinking of Luna alone in a cold cell, imagining the whispers in the dark, the constant threat from other inmates, and the helplessness of the small life growing inside her. The guilt gnaws at him relentlessly.

“If I don’t help her… am I abandoning my own child?” he whispers to the ceiling, night after night.

This emotional spiral becomes the opening Luna needs. She knows his weakness—and she plays to it flawlessly.

In prison, she stages the scene with the precision of an actress preparing for the performance of her life. A bruise she allows to form in just the right place. A torn sleeve suggesting a struggle. A shudder when someone walks too close. To the untrained eye, Luna looks broken—small, vulnerable, and terrified. But behind her lowered gaze, calculation burns.

When Will visits her, she doesn’t overwhelm him. She doesn’t beg. She lets silence do the work. A trembling breath. A tear that falls at precisely the right moment.

“You’re the only one who still cares,” she whispers. “Even after everything I’ve done.”

Will doesn’t say he forgives her. But he doesn’t leave.

And that’s enough.

Driven by fear, guilt, and an instinct to protect his unborn child, Will begins searching for a way to free Luna outside legal channels. No lawyers. No hearings. No public records. He calls in a favor from a discreet fixer—someone who has done complicated favors for the Spencer family in the shadows before. Arrangements are made swiftly and quietly: a guard bribed, a route mapped, a vehicle waiting. A new identity prepared for Luna once she steps beyond the walls of the prison.

It is reckless. It is dangerous. It is unforgivable.

And Will knows it.

As the night of the escape unfolds, Luna’s heart races with victory. She has done it. She has played her role to perfection. The cell door opens. The corridor stretches before her like a path to resurrection. Will walks beside her, torn but determined, believing this is the only way to protect his child.

But freedom is not what awaits them at the prison’s outer gate.

A figure stands in the shadows. Broad-shouldered. Steady. Silent.

Bill Spencer.

The fury that burns in his eyes could shatter glass.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing, son?”

The world stops.

Will’s breath catches in his throat. Luna stiffens. The weight of Bill’s disappointment, far heavier than his anger, settles like lead in the air.

Luna, quick as ever, clutches her stomach, her voice trembling with practiced fragility. “Bill… please… don’t do this. Not for me… for the baby.”

Bill’s jaw flexes—a storm of conflict surging behind his eyes. This woman nearly destroyed his family once. She left devastation in her wake. He has sworn to never let her near them again. And yet… there is the possibility of another Spencer child. An innocent. A legacy. A heart he cannot bear to see broken before it even beats.

Will steps forward, his voice cracking.

“Dad… I couldn’t leave my child in there.”

Silence stretches—thick, heavy, unyielding.

This is the moment that will define them.

Will Bill drag Luna back into her cell and teach his son the harsh lesson of betrayal?
Or will the power of blood—grandfather to grandchild—weigh heavier than his fury?

The Spencer empire has survived corporate warfare, love triangles, blackmail, and heartbreak.

But this?

This is personal.

This is family.

And the fallout has only just begun.