67. Who will regret it 3.

Mr. Charles gave Alexander new instructions.

The morning sun had risen on the eastern horizon, casting its warm light. Welcoming the morning with its gentle rays, Alexander sat in the only chair in the glass house, gazing at his purple roses.

"Look, Jennifer, the purple roses are truly beautiful! But you're not here, you're so cruel! You told me to wait and didn't allow me to call!" murmured Alexander. He missed his wife, Jennifer, deeply.

"Good morning, Sir," greeted Tommy. His secretary was already dressed neatly, even on a Sunday. He was ready to work.

"Good morning, Tommy!" replied Alexander.

"Let's go, Sir, we're...