The ensuing silence was filled with the soft hum of the air conditioning, a stark contrast to the weight of the conversation.
Eyes darted around the room, some looking at Trump, others at Katie, waiting for the next move.
Trump leaned back in his chair, fingers drumming lightly on the desk, as if weighing his next words carefully.
“No, I don’t believe we do. We have it coming in from other sources,” he continued, addressing the concern of Congressional approval required for the payments.
There was a flicker of confidence in his voice.
It was a tone familiar to those who had followed his career, a blend of assurance and defiance.
Yet the room didn’t completely relax.
The mention of ‘other sources’ lingered, leaving an open question mark in the minds of those present.
People shifted in their seats, the rustling of fabric breaking the silence.
The sense of anticipation had not dissipated; instead, it had transformed into a quiet contemplation of the implications.
Outside, the muffled sounds of Washington life carried on, a world in motion beyond the heavy doors of the Oval Office.
Inside, time seemed suspended, each second measured by the rhythmic ticking of a clock somewhere out of sight.
Trump’s eyes scanned the room, meeting gazes with a seemingly casual ease that belied the gravity of the moment.
“We’re gonna be issuing dividends later on, somewhere prior to – the middle of next year, a little bit later than that,” he added.
It was a statement meant to reassure, yet it only added layers to the already complex narrative.
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