บท 290: A Compromise with the President

Inside the spacious Oval Office, Poul and Jonathan anxiously awaited President Cleveland's return from his press conference. The room was filled with an air of tension as they sipped their coffee, its aroma mingling with the scent of freshly baked peanut butter cookies, which had been thoughtfully prepared by the White House staff.

Poul nervously tapped his fingers against the armrest of the plush chair, while Jonathan absentmindedly stirred his coffee, lost in his thoughts. 

"Let's have a bet, Poul," Jonathan said with a mischievous glimmer in his eyes. 

"A bet?" Poul repeated, tilting his head to the side. 

"For a thousand bucks, President Cleveland would think that this issue is you sabotaging his presidency by forcing him into a situation such as this, and for that, he would be very angry at you."