The holiday weekend has come and gone, and for Sean “Diddy” Combs, there was no presidential pardon. The music mogul, who once stood astride the worlds of entertainment, fashion, and business, remains in jail. But the silence from the White House doesn’t mean the wheels of power aren’t turning. According to explosive new reports, the lack of a pardon is not an ending, but a calculated move in a “diabolical scheme” allegedly orchestrated by Donald Trump to “break and humiliate” the fallen icon.

Sources claim a path to freedom does exist for Combs, but the price is a staggering one, designed to cost him not only his fortune but his last shred of dignity.

The first part of the alleged price tag is a cold, hard $300 million.

This, according to insiders, is the “ballpark” figure Diddy would have to conjure to navigate the “very lucrative industry” of high-powered lobbyists. This isn’t a simple bribe; it’s the steep cost of admission to get in front of the “people that are in the president’s ear about pardons.” It’s a sum that, by all estimates, represents the entirety of Diddy’s liquid-fortune. After years of being portrayed as a billionaire—a status built largely on stock options and brand valuations, much like Kanye West’s—Combs’s actual cash-on-hand is believed to be somewhere between $300 and $400 million.

This deal, therefore, isn’t a fine. It’s a complete financial wipeout. He would be trading his entire fortune, his children’s inheritance, and his financial future for a get-out-of-jail-early card. He is allegedly so desperate that he is “begging” ex-girlfriends and billionaire godparents for help. But the money, it turns out, is the cheap part.

The second, and more brutal, part of the alleged price is one of public, abject humiliation. Donald Trump, according to these reports, wants “complete and utter fealty.”

This isn’t just a political alignment; it’s a demand for a public “humiliation ritual.” Trump has allegedly not forgotten the “lot of bad things” Diddy has said about him in the past. To even be considered for a pardon, Diddy must reportedly “eat humble pie.” This would involve Diddy, through his media team, issuing multiple press releases and public statements apologizing directly to Trump, retracting all past criticisms, and “singing Trump’s praises.” In short, he must crawl on his belly and “lick his boots” on the world stage, proving he has been completely humbled and broken.

But even that isn’t all. On top of the $300 million and the public self-flagellation, Diddy must also agree to become a “tool for the Republican party.” The demand is that he must “bring the community” on a “silver platter”—a cynical leveraging of his fame to sway Black voters.

However, this is where Diddy’s cultural irrelevance has become a liability. Trump, sources claim, is deeply skeptical of his value, allegedly mocking the offer. “Boy, I got Lil Wayne and whoever else I want,” the president reportedly said, citing the disastrous flop of Diddy’s last album as proof that he no longer has the influence he claims.

This leaves Diddy in an impossible, agonizing bind. He is faced with a $300 million gamble that requires his total self-abasement for a man who is simultaneously mocking his worth. Why would any person even consider such a deal? The answer, according to the source, lies not in the jail time itself—a mere three to four years—but in what comes after.

Diddy is allegedly terrified of parole. A pardon would not just spring him early; it would wipe the slate clean, saving him from years of post-prison scrutiny. He is reportedly more afraid of the parole officer than the prison guard—the constant drug testing, the financial monitoring where “he can’t even get a debit card… without telling the government,” and the suffocating control. For a man who lived his life as the ultimate controller, this is a fate worse than a few years in a cell. This fear is what makes the $300 million “deal” a desperate, tempting option.

His desperation is only amplified by the fact that his “Plan B” has evaporated. Diddy’s alleged strategy was to pay the $300 million and then immediately fly to the Middle East, where he believed he could earn it all back with a lucrative residency.

But the Arab nations, it seems, have “did a Trump on Diddy.” They’ve rejected him. Reports claim they are far more interested in “Jay-Z,” “Scooter Braun,” or “K-pop girlies.” They even noted that since Diddy gave the publishing rights back to his former artists, they could just hire them for a Bad Boy residency and cut him out entirely. They don’t need Diddy, who was, as the source puts it, “just the person on stage sucking up air.”

Trapped, with no financial future and a present he clearly “hates”—as evidenced by his PR team allegedly planting “stupid stories” like a “phantom attack” in his 25-person cell to garner sympathy—Diddy is a king with no kingdom, a mogul with no money, and a man with no options.

The game is clear. Donald Trump holds all the cards and is allegedly demanding a price that is perfectly, diabolically calibrated: everything. Diddy’s money, his dignity, his public image, and his political soul. The only question that remains is whether the man who once famously said “take that” is willing to give it all away.