MELANIA TRUMP Breaks Silence on Epstein Links — What Did She REALLY Say About Those Emails with Ghislaine Maxwell?
First lady Melania Trump made a rare statement on live television on Thursday, April 9, addressing the rumors about her connection to the late billionaire and convicted offender Jeffrey Epstein.
“The lies linking me with the disgraceful Jeffrey Epstein need to end today,” she said in the live address. “The individuals lying about me are devoid of ethical standards, humility and respect. I do not object to their ignorance, but rather I reject their mean-spirited attempts to defame my reputation.”
“The false smears about me from mean-spirited and politically motivated individuals and entities looking to cause damage to my good name, to gain financially, and climb politically must stop,” the first lady continued. “Numerous 𝒻𝒶𝓀𝑒 images and statements about Epstein and me have been circulating on social media for years now. Be cautious about what you believe. These images and stories are completely false.”
Melania, 55, refuted rumors that Epstein was the one who first introduced her to President Donald Trump, noting that her chance encounter with her future husband at a party in 1998 is documented in her recently released memoir, Melania.
“I’ve never been friends with Epstein,” the first lady continued. “Donald and I were invited to the same parties as Epstein from time to time since overlapping in social circles is common in New York City and Palm Beach.”
“The first time I crossed paths with Epstein was in the year 2000 at an event Donald and I attended together. At the time, I had never met Epstein and had no knowledge of his criminal undertakings,” she added.
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Donald Trump, Melania Trump, Jeffrey Epstein and Ghislaine Maxwell at Mar-a-Lago in February 2000.
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Melania also dismissed emails found in the Epstein files that show her in correspondence with Epstein’s girlfriend and alleged accomplice, Ghislaine Maxwell.
“To be clear, I never had a relationship with Epstein or his accomplice, Maxwell,” she said. “My email reply to Maxwell cannot be categorized as anything more than casual correspondence. My polite reply to her email doesn’t amount to anything more than a trivial note.”
Epstein, who had previous convictions for soliciting from a minor, died in prison in 2019 awaiting trial on federal trafficking charges. Maxwell is currently serving time at a federal prison camp in Bryan, Texas, after being convicted on trafficking charges in 2021 for recruiting and grooming underage girls for Epstein.
Melania continued in her statement, “I’m not a witness or a named witness in connection with any of Epstein’s crimes. My name has never appeared in court documents, depositions, victim statements, or FBI interviews surrounding the Epstein matter. I have never had any knowledge of Epstein’s 𝓪𝓫𝓾𝓼𝓮 of his victims. I was never involved in any capacity.”
“I was not a participant. I was never on Epstein’s plane, and never visited his private island,” she added. “I have never been legally accused or convicted of a crime in connection with Epstein’s trafficking 𝓪𝓫𝓾𝓼𝓮 of minors and other repulsive behavior.”
The first lady concluded her statement by saying, “Now is the time for Congress to act.”
“We still must work openly and transparently to uncover the truth,” she said. “I call on Congress to provide the women who have been victimized by Epstein with a public hearing specifically centered around the survivors.”
“Give these victims the opportunity to testify under oath in front of Congress with the power of sworn testimony. Each and every woman should have her day to tell her story in public if she wishes, and then her testimony should be permanently entered into the congressional record. Then, and only then, we will have the truth.”
Members of the press attempted to ask follow-up questions, but the first lady departed before answering any.
Full Story : The Truth About the Axe in the Funeral Home
The funeral home was too beautiful for the terror hiding inside it.
Cream-colored walls glowed beneath soft lights. White flowers surrounded the glossy white coffin like a cloud. Gold handles shone along its sides, and a large floral arrangement rested neatly on the lid, as if beauty could make death easier to accept.
Around the coffin, mourners stood in black formal clothes, silent and stiff, their eyes lowered in practiced grief.
At the front of the room stood the widow.
Margaret Vale wore a black funeral dress, pearl earrings, and a mourning veil that softened her sharp face but could not hide the tension in her mouth. Her hands were folded neatly in front of her, but her fingers kept tightening against each other.
Behind her stood a male mourner in a black suit, white shirt, and black tie. His face was pale, his posture uncertain, as if he was waiting for something to go wrong.
Then the doors burst open.
A woman in an orange work uniform stepped into the room.
Her name was Claire Mason.
Her messy light brown hair was tied back. Her pale face looked exhausted, as if she had not slept in days. A white apron hung over her uniform, stained faintly from work. In both hands, she gripped a wood-handled axe.
Gasps moved through the guests.
Margaret turned sharply beneath her veil.
“No,” she whispered.
Claire walked straight toward the coffin.
A few mourners stepped back. Someone dropped a program onto the polished floor. The male mourner behind Margaret moved forward, but he stopped when he saw Claire’s face.
She was not confused.
She was not hysterical.
She looked shattered, but certain.
Margaret’s voice rose in panic. “Stop her!”
Claire lifted the axe above her head.
“Open it!”
The blade came down hard onto the glossy white coffin lid.
The impact cracked through the room like thunder.
The white flower arrangement shook violently. A golden handle rattled. A jagged line split across the polished surface of the lid. Several guests cried out and stumbled backward.
Claire stood over the coffin, breathing hard, both hands still locked around the axe handle.
Margaret clutched her chest.
The male mourner stared in disbelief.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
Claire slowly looked up at him.
Her eyes were wet, but they did not break.
“What they buried,” she said, “isn’t the truth.”
