Mind reading goes on, and reveals even more disturbing truth
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IMPORTANT NOTE: Nick here can read thoughts. The thoughts he reads are in italics. Please proceed.
'Hello there!' Nick stood up, 'I am Nicolas Bartlet. Pleased to meet you.'
'Shunshuke Takahara,' said the Asian man as he took the hand Nick offered. Though his face, just like his crisp accent, did not give away anything, Nick could read peak level amazement in him.
'This is Mark....I forgot your surname,' Nick gestured at his father.
'Spencers,' chewed Mark, not amused by his son's sarcasm.
Nick waved for the waiter this time, who wasted no time in fetching a chair and placing it behind Takahara.
'Thank you.......and I know a lot about Mr. Spencers here,' said Takahara as he sat down,' you too Mr. Bartlet.'
'I am flattered!' Nick said amiably, much to his father's disapproval, 'urmm;.. What brings you to us, Mr. Takahara?'
As if you don't know!
'I am actually here with a proposal,' the smile on Takahara's lips never faded,' well, it's more of a...ummm..'
'....an order,' Nick's voice got stern as he read Takahara's mind.
'That's;; a way to look at it. Or an obligation perhaps?' Takahara's smile widened so much that his smooth skin looked like a balloon skin held under tension.
Nick eyed his father. He did not need mind reading(like he could!) to know that he was seething below the surface.