"Mr. President, these are the remarks prepared by your staff for the next rally."
A young girl walked into the office and placed a document on the desk.
The current Great Commander, Clinton, saw his expression change slightly, and he suddenly felt a bit nervous.
Of course, this emotion had nothing to do with the so-called speech draft, but was purely because of the two women present in the office.
"Alright, I understand." He nodded trying to appear calm, "You may leave now, Miss Lewinsky."
After she had left, Clinton glanced guiltily at his wife.
Unexpectedly, Hillary seemed oblivious to the situation, showing no signs of distress.
She simply sipped her coffee before seriously beginning to read the document.
"Uh... honey," Clinton hesitated slightly, then forced a smile, "This rally doesn't need to be taken so seriously; according to the real polls, the Republican candidate stands no chance at all."