“Kent.”

Sheila politely greeted him and invited him to take a seat.

Instead of sitting, Kent turned to Alex and said, “I’m here for Mr. York. I figured he might be here, and there he is.”

Alex raised a brow, wondering why his rival wanted to meet. For all he knew, Kent could still be after Sheila’s heart.

“Do you need anything, Dr. Levitt?”

Keeping his bottom planted, Alex asked, “You can say it to me here.”

Kent replied, “Mr. York, can we have a moment outside? We can go to the café