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He simply nods his head. It would seem that Nunnally didn’t know about it and she hadn’t run some kind of background check on Ponsol and his family yet. Perhaps she was just that trusting of first impressions and her gut instinct. Ponsol was usually the sort who ran a bit of a background check on people before and after he met influential or famous people. Mostly, he looked into scandals and any shady business the other party was involved in. It was important to know so he knew to weigh the pros and cons between ‘befriending’ someone.
Nunnally was being polite about not wanting to push him into recounting the business of his family if he didn’t want to speak about it. It wasn’t a family secret, and it wouldn’t be too difficult to find out if anyone went looking. Though some of the press was silenced during that time, there are still records that can be unearthed if anyone had any lick of talent in investigations.
“It wouldn’t be difficult to look into it for the details, but in simple terms, my brother was witness to an incident that involved a family of three, where only the young daughter survived. The perpetrator had pinned the incident on her parents through his connections, slandering the parents as irresponsible people to endangered their daughter. My brother aimed to stand as witness to clear their name for the sake of the little girl he pulled out of the burning car.”
A small sigh. A lot happened in their family after this one event. You could call it a catalyst of the family breaking apart, so it was a sore spot to think about, but the past was to stay in the past. He had to move on and look to the future.
❝Obviously, the perpetrator didn’t want him to tell the truth of what happened and tried to pressure him into stepping down from attesting at the witness stand. When he refused, they later found him at school and shot him. He survived, obviously. Grandfather found out and got involved, and the rest is history. The school found out our connections to the DD Corp and couldn’t live our regular peaceful lives anymore.❞
That increased interest from the paparazzi is what caught his father’s infidelity and caused both his mother and brother undue stress. That was likely what ultimately killed her, the heartbreak, the stress, and the pressure.
That was as far as he was willing to divulge about his family history, so he stopped there.
At Nunnally’s seemingly nervous stammering, he sighs, shrugging his shoulders casually. He could fathom a few guesses as to why she was acting the way she was.
❝You don’t need to explain yourself excessively to me. Even if you were trying to use us for whatever reason, I personally wouldn’t hold it against you. Business is business and friendship is friendship. Both can co-mingle or be kept separate. You could benefit off our names or talent just as much as we could benefit from your family name. It’s not anything to be ashamed of.❞
In the world of the upper class, that’s just how it was. You can fair much better when you learn to not take everything too seriously, nor too personally. Did he believe she made the suggestions because she wanted to profit off of them? No, not really. He could tell that she genuinely enjoyed art. His comment was mostly to say that even if it was her reasoning, he wouldn’t care either way.
❝If either of us cared to showcase our work in a professional setting, we surely could pull some of our connections to see it through, but we don’t care for that. Only way we’d curate any of our art for a showing would be for a personal reason or as a request from a friend.❞
Which was to say, that neither of them would care much for how professional the setting was. Shugarl didn’t like to be in the public eye and it was their grandfather that disapproved of either of them dabbling too much in the artistic fields because it would be a ‘waste’ of their talents and a ‘waste of time’ when they should be focusing on making money instead. What an insufferable old man.
❝Assuming you didn’t retract your invitation, I don’t see why I wouldn’t attend.❞
He says this in jest, cracking a small joke. He’d agreed to attend with her earlier, so there wasn’t a reason for him to go back on his word and say otherwise.
❝Perhaps you can meet my brother, if you’d like to extend the invitation by one. He’d make himself sparse after introductions.❞