GH Spoilers: Wiley sees a ᴅᴇᴀᴅ body in the pool, the plan to blame Sonny is perfect

Under a blinding Port Charles sun, a simple afternoon by the Metro Court Pool unraveled into a nightmare for Michael Corinthos.

Hoping to offer his son Wy a moment of peace after weeks of family chaos and custody battles, Michael took him swimming. For a brief moment, laughter echoed across the water, a rare glimmer of normalcy. But that peace shattered when Wy screamed.

What he had seen wasn’t a toy or a shadow. It was a body. Lifeless. Submerged. As Michael reached the pool’s edge, he realized the horror was real.

The face beneath the water was unmistakable, sending shockwaves through Michael and Willow, who rushed barefoot from the cabana just in time to see Michael shielding their trembling son.

It was Natalia. The woman Sonny had sent away for her protection. Now she was dead, and every instinct in Michael told him it wasn’t an accident. This was a message.

Willow clutched Wy as Michael tried to make sense of the horror. Hotel staff screamed, lifeguards acted, and emergency responders arrived.

The body was pulled from the water, the gurney covered. Michael gripped Willow’s hand, dreading the truth. The calm of Port Charles was broken.

Anna Devane launched an immediate investigation. The autopsy showed signs of restraint, bruising, and defensive wounds—murder. Worse still, Natalia had been dead for two days and was pregnant. No one knew who the father was—Lucas? Marco? Sonny? And who had stored her body in cold storage only to dump it in the pool?

Surveillance footage offered a shocking twist: a man resembling Marco accessed the pool at 3 a.m. the night before. Was he working for Sidwell—or Sonny himself?

As Anna’s team chased answers, Michael spiraled. Wy was traumatized, suffering nightmares and terrified of water. Willow blamed herself.

And Michael, once in denial of Sonny’s volatility, now faced a bitter truth: his father’s war had reached their doorstep.

Jason, caught between loyalty and truth, was pressured by police. Sunny, slipping into paranoia, pulled in old allies and isolated himself.

Alexis confronted him at the hospital, blaming him for everything—Natalia, Christina’s injuries from the Charlie’s Pub fire, and the growing shadow over their family.

When maintenance drained the pool, they found Natalia’s phone in the filter. Locked, but possibly filled with vital clues. The implications were catastrophic.

Michael, haunted by Wy’s trauma and his own guilt, began confronting the legacy he’d inherited. And as he unearthed more evidence tying Sidwell’s operation to deeper psychological warfare, a terrifying thought took root: if Natalia wasn’t the last victim, who would be next?

With Port Charles descending into chaos, Michael made a fateful decision—if Sonny wouldn’t end this war, he would expose it. For his son. For peace. Even if it meant taking down his own family.

Because when corpses surface in pools and innocence becomes collateral damage, silence is no longer an option.

Michael Corinthos is done watching from the sidelines. The ghosts of Port Charles have returned—and he refuses to let them claim another generation.