Melania

"Take Melania, then. Ivanka is the best talker I have, and I know all the best talkers there are. She needs to be there, in the White House, serving me. Take Melania."

His worn out wife looks dejectedly at him, and seems to be unable to process her husband so blithely being rid of her.

You were well aware of the lecherous, incestuous attraction that 'The Don' felt for his eldest daughter.

It wasn't that Melania wasn't attractive. It was more that you wanted to hurt Trump. Put him in his place.

Time to turn the tide on him again.

"Thank you for your offer. Truth be told, Don," you begin, walking from behind your desk to lean against the front of it before the Trump family, who now look up at you. In their place. Frankly, their place under the bootheel of everyone else on the planet, as far as you were concerned, but Trump was a means to an end, and could be (terrifyingly) easy to control, "I can take your wife whenever I want. I will keep Ivanka here, however. She can serve me far better than she can serve you, in your sorry business empire."