General Hospital spoilers reveal an explosive truth that rocks Port Charles to its core—just as Carly Spencer finds herself on the edge of a new beginning, her daughter Josslyn delivers a shocking confession that stops everything in its tracks. At the heart of it all? A man named Jack Brennan, a romantic rooftop proposal, and Jason Morgan’s relentless pursuit of the truth.

Jack Brennan was confident. He believed he’d won Carly’s heart. Every gentle conversation, every comforting smile, and every strategically timed appearance had led them to this moment. With the skyline glowing behind him, Brennan prepared to propose, the ring tucked into his pocket, champagne chilling beside a candlelit table. It looked like the perfect fairytale—except the prince was hiding a deadly secret.

Brennan had been everything Carly thought she needed: stable, attentive, kind. He offered solace after years of heartbreak. But beneath the charm and tailored suits lurked something much darker. Brennan wasn’t just another man in Carly’s life. He was the handler of her daughter, Josslyn Jacks—a secret that was never meant to come to light.

Jason Morgan had been suspicious for weeks. Initially, his focus was on Professor Henry Dalton and whispers of a hidden WSB operation in Port Charles. But something didn’t add up. Josslyn had been seen meeting discreetly with a newcomer named Vaughn—someone who blended in a little too well.

Jason began connecting the dots. Josslyn wasn’t just dabbling in college projects or study groups—she was entangled in covert ops. And when he brought Anna Devane and Dante Falconeri into the fold, the truth emerged. Vaughn wasn’t a low-level contact—he was embedded deep, and Josslyn was one of his assets. But Vaughn wasn’t the one pulling the strings. That honor went to Jack Brennan.

Jason’s surveillance revealed it all: Brennan was leading the WSB operation in Port Charles, using Josslyn as an inside informant—and manipulating Carly as part of his broader scheme. The man Carly trusted with her heart was orchestrating a massive deception.

Jason knew time was running out. Brennan was planning to propose that very night. If Carly said yes, she wouldn’t just be welcoming a new romance—she’d be inviting a covert WSB leader into the heart of her family. Jason couldn’t allow that. So, he gave Josslyn an ultimatum: come clean to Carly about everything—her recruitment, her handler, and Brennan’s true identity—or Jason would.

Torn between guilt and fear, Josslyn knew what she had to do. She never intended to betray her mother. Her WSB involvement began with good intentions—a desire to make a difference, to prove herself. But now the lines had blurred beyond recognition. Brennan, who once praised her potential, was preparing to exploit her mother for power. And Josslyn had to stop it.

That night, Brennan stood on the rooftop, radiant with confidence. Carly arrived, dressed elegantly, unaware that her life was about to change forever. Just as Brennan dropped to one knee and reached for the ring, a voice echoed across the rooftop: “Stop.”

Jason stepped forward, Josslyn trailing behind him, pale and shaking. Carly’s smile faltered into confusion. “What’s going on?” she asked. Jason didn’t answer. Instead, he turned to Josslyn. “Tell her.”

Josslyn took a deep breath. “Mom… I didn’t know how to say this. I’ve been working for the WSB. Vaughn is my contact. And Brennan—he’s my boss. My handler.”

The air froze. Carly reeled. Her daughter? A secret agent? And the man she was falling for had orchestrated it all? Brennan’s smile evaporated, replaced by a chilling stillness.

“You used me?” Carly asked, stunned. Josslyn nodded, ashamed. Brennan didn’t deny it. He twisted the narrative, claiming Josslyn had volunteered. “No one forced her,” he said coldly. But Josslyn stood firm. “You lied to me. You said this was about protecting people. You used me—and my mom.”

The betrayal cut deep. Carly, shattered by the revelations, ordered Brennan to leave. “You’ll regret this,” he warned softly. But Carly’s voice was stronger now. “No. I won’t.”

Later that night, Brennan sat alone, his plans ruined. He opened a secure channel and pulled up a file labeled Cyrus. It held sensitive information about a long-buried incident Josslyn thought was sealed forever. Brennan made a call. “She wants to burn it all down? Let’s see how she handles prison.”

By morning, Jason visited Carly to warn her: Brennan wouldn’t walk away quietly. He’d already begun targeting Josslyn. Carly’s heart broke again—not just for what her daughter had done, but for what she was about to face. The WSB could turn against Josslyn at any moment.

Josslyn, now under interrogation by Anna Devane, spilled everything. From the moment Vaughn approached her under a research pretense, to Brennan’s subtle manipulation and eventual full control. Anna listened, her worry growing. Brennan had violated multiple WSB codes, using Carly’s daughter for leverage.

Then, another blow. A file naming Josslyn in Cyrus Renault’s death was anonymously sent to a prosecutor. It wasn’t a full lie—but the truth was twisted just enough to spark legal action. Carly’s world crumbled further as media outlets caught wind of the story. Josslyn, once protected, was now a public liability.

Carly, furious, demanded the WSB disavow Brennan. But Anna couldn’t. “He’s staying just within protocol,” she explained. Carly’s eyes burned. “Then give me what you can’t use.” Anna hesitated. She knew what Carly meant. She handed over a surveillance recording Jason had uncovered.

The tape was damning. Brennan, alone, admitting on video: “If Josslyn fails, I’ll turn it on her and walk away clean.” That was all the WSB needed. Brennan was officially rogue.

But the fallout wasn’t over.

Before disappearing, Brennan leaked the full Cyrus file to an international watchdog group. He thought it would destroy Josslyn—but Vaughn had sabotaged it at the last second. The facts didn’t align. A forged statement painted the incident as a government-authorized action. Josslyn was cleared. The case dissolved. Brennan vanished.

Weeks passed.

Jason kept close to Carly, knowing Brennan wasn’t the type to vanish forever. Then, a black SUV appeared near the Metro Court. Inside: a photograph of Carly, Josslyn, and Jason—taken just days earlier. Brennan was watching. He wanted them to know.

Jason sprang into action. A trap was set—a fake safehouse with a tempting security gap. Three nights later, someone took the bait. Jason caught Vaughn, not Brennan, inside.

“I came to warn you,” Vaughn gasped. “He’s not trying to kill her. He wants her to come to him.”

Jason’s blood ran cold. Brennan didn’t want revenge. He wanted validation. He wanted Carly to need him. To chase him. To care.

But Carly was done chasing ghosts.

Still, Jason knew they had to end it. The final confrontation came quietly, not in a blaze of gunfire, but on the docks. Jason found Brennan trying to disappear under a new identity.

“You lost,” Jason said.

“She could’ve had something real,” Brennan replied bitterly.

“No,” Jason answered. “You lost her the second you used her daughter.”

WSB agents took Brennan into custody. He wouldn’t face trial in Port Charles—his crimes were buried deep in the shadows of global intelligence—but he was no longer free.

Back in Port Charles, peace slowly returned.

Josslyn was accepted into a graduate program abroad. She wasn’t sure if she’d go—but it was a fresh start.

Carly reclaimed control of her life and her heart. Stronger. Wiser.

Jason, always the protector, finally allowed himself to rest—if only for now.

Because in Port Charles, peace is never permanent.

But this time, when the storm returns, Carly will be ready. And she won’t need saving. She’ll be the storm.