Perfect

The group brainstormed and drank until late at night without ever getting answers. They didn't have enough clues, but Khan still obtained something from the social event. Deepening his relationship with those wealthy descendants and gaining insights into their characters was a valuable experience on its own.

Khan heaved a tired sigh when the elevator closed for the last time, granting him some yearned privacy. He wasn't alone yet. Monica and George were still in the flat's main hall, but their presence was the opposite of exhausting, especially when they were only the three of them.

The crutches' short noises resounded through the flat as Khan returned to the main hall and threw himself on Monica's couch. She welcomed him with open arms but ended up lying on his shoulder since the situation required more drinks.