Evening at the Khanna MansionThe soft orange glow of the setting sun filtered through the large windows of the Khanna mansion. Mr. Khanna sat in his armchair, engrossed in his evening newspaper, while Amrita, his wife, was arranging flowers in a vase near the dining table. Aarushi, as usual, was lounging on the couch, her legs propped up on the armrest, scrolling through her phone and giggling at random memes.Rahul entered the living room, his expression calm but with a hint of something unspoken. Aarushi noticed immediately.Aarushi: “Bhai, why do you look like a mystery waiting to be solved? Spill