In a twist that even the wildest fan fiction couldn’t predict, the conservative influencer claiming to have birthed Elon Musk’s 13th child has stepped into the spotlight. In an exclusive chat from her glitzy Manhattan lair, Ashley St. Clair, aged 26, regaled The Post with tales of her whirlwind romance with the 53-year-old billionaire—who somehow manages to juggle rockets, cars, and procreation all at once.
St. Clair painted a portrait of Musk as a surprisingly relatable guy, describing him as “funny” and “down to Earth.” However, she hinted that he preferred to keep their little bundle of joy a secret for everyone’s safety—presumably to protect them from the hordes of wild-eyed fans who think breeding with a billionaire is their ticket to easy street.
She opted to keep her son’s name under wraps, but couldn’t resist the urge to brag about his health. Apparently, being the child of Elon Musk means you’re destined for a life filled with organic baby carrots and caviar.
St. Clair’s self-proclaimed “internet-breaking” announcement last Friday was reportedly initiated by relentless tabloid reporters—because nothing screams “private life” like going public with claims about Elon Musk’s progeny.
The billionaire has yet to comment on this wildly entertaining allegation. His representatives seem to be playing a game of hide-and-seek, conveniently ignoring The Post’s request for clarity, while Musk himself continues to crank out unrelated posts on X. Priorities, right?
In a dramatic twist, St. Clair’s spokesperson Brian Glicklich noted that negotiations between the two about their co-parenting strategy had been ongoing. They reportedly had been working on it until a pesky tabloid “ambushed” St. Clair, making parley impossible. Perhaps they should hire a lawyer instead of calling it a “get out of jail free” card and move on.
The Musk Connection
According to St. Clair, she and Musk’s fateful meeting took place on the very platform he bought for a cool $44 billion. Ah, romance in the digital age! She reminisced how he struck up a conversation in her DMs, and just like that, they were off to the races—right to Rhode Island, apparently fueled by impulsive text messages and memes.
Fast forward, and St. Clair claims her pregnancy was not filled with Instagram-worthy brunch snaps, but rather an existence cloaked in secrecy. Apparently, she had the luxury of a swanky apartment in the Financial District—where rent for a two-bedroom could set you back the price of a modest vacation.
However, unlike those vacation photos, which portray bliss and adventure, St. Clair insists she endured a solitary nine months, completely hidden from the outside world. Could this be an elaborate plot twist worthy of a soap opera? Only time will tell.
While managing her secret life, she revealed some Musk-enthusiasts allegedly began harassing her, with threats about her child that could rival an episode of “Criminal Minds.” But the fear of public scrutiny clearly gave her the nudge to come clean, creating a whirlwind of media attention she could no longer dodge.
In a poignant expression of maternal struggle, St. Clair shared her emotional rollercoaster, encapsulating her joy, sadness, and the burden of secrecy. She reflected on the challenge of hiding her joy while surrounded by familiar faces, “I was being asked to keep it a secret forever.” Cue the emotional piano music!
Despite the drama, she feels liberated. Perhaps being the mother of a famous child isn’t just about keeping the name off a birth certificate. It comes with daily existential dilemmas, paparazzi lurking around every corner, and figuring out how to navigate a toddler’s first trip to the park without a security detail.
Through these wild experiences, Ashley St. Clair insists, “I am a good mom. And that’s what drives most of my decisions.” Let’s just hope those decisions don’t involve any more surprise public announcements. She already has more than enough drama for a lifetime.
