A newly resurfaced excerpt from a 2016 deposition in the Jeffrey Epstein case has revealed disturbing allegations involving billionaire Tom Pritzker, cousin of Illinois Governor J.B. Pritzker.
The deposition, part of nearly 1,000 pages of newly unsealed court documents, names the powerful hotel magnate in connection with Epstein accuser Virginia Giuffre.
The documents, released from the Southern District Court of New York, stem from Giuffre’s defamation suit against Ghislaine Maxwell — Epstein’s longtime associate and partner.
Among the transcripts is a deposition dated May 3, 2016, where Giuffre testifies that she had sexual relations with Tom Pritzker, a high-profile member of one of America’s wealthiest political families.
Tom Pritzker serves as the executive chairman of Hyatt Hotels Corporation and CEO of The Pritzker Organization, which manages the family’s vast business empire.
The Pritzkers are among the richest families in the United States and have deep ties to Democrat politics.
During questioning by attorney Laura Menninger, Giuffre was asked directly about her encounters with Pritzker.
“If I were to ask you the question how many times you have had sex with Tom Pritzker, do you know what that question means?” Menninger asked.
In a separate deposition, Giuffre described being sent by Maxwell to have sex with “the owner of a large hotel chain” during a trip to France, around the same time as supermodel Naomi Campbell’s birthday celebration.
Giuffre recalled that the encounter took place in a “cabana townhouse” connected to a hotel where Epstein, Maxwell, and others were staying.
Though she did not explicitly name Pritzker in that second exchange, her earlier statement and context from the transcript align closely with his profile as the executive of a major hotel empire.
A spokesperson for Tom Pritzker has publicly denied the allegations, calling them false and defamatory.
Governor J.B. Pritzker has also stated that he was unaware of any relationship between his cousin and Jeffrey Epstein.
When questioned in 2019, the governor said:
“First of all, I was unaware if [Thomas Pritzker] knew Jeffrey Epstein at all. I did not, do not. I just hope that justice is pursued and the victims get the justice they deserve.”
Another deposition released the same day, involving witness Johanna Sjoberg, indicated she had not met Tom Pritzker personally.
The broader document release reveals a sweeping web of elite connections surrounding Epstein — including figures such as Prince Andrew, Harvard professor Alan Dershowitz, former New Mexico Governor Bill Richardson, and even famed entertainer David Copperfield.
The records offer more insight into the extent of Epstein’s ties to powerful political, academic, and entertainment circles.
Epstein, who was charged with child sex trafficking, died under suspicious circumstances in 2019 while in federal custody at the Metropolitan Correctional Center in New York.
The Pritzker name now joins a growing list of high-profile individuals facing renewed scrutiny in connection with the Epstein network — raising further questions about how far the billionaire’s influence reached into America’s ruling class.
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