Sex and the Billionaire Crime Boss - Season 4

Ch. 3: Know Your Enemy

While CJ gives their presentation, I watch Dylan. He is obviously uncomfortable, especially when CJ describes examples of sexual harassment incidents at law firms, quoting pretty much verbatim the two incidents we learned about involving Dylan at his old firm, but not naming any names.

Some of the partners at Dylan's former firm are at the event and I don't think it's my imagination that they look more than a little concerned. Probably wondering if CJ was really talking about what happened at their office, or if they were just being paranoid and that sort of thing is rampant everywhere.

Even as I turn my gaze back to CJ, I can feel the hair standing up on the back of my neck. I glance back toward another table and see Dylan staring at me. Our eyes lock for an unguarded moment and all I see is pure hate. Then his mask slips back into place and he smiles at me. But his eyes are cold.

A little shiver runs through me and I remind myself not to run into Dylan in a dark alley.

Because for that brief moment, he looked like he could do murder.

As soon as the presentation is over, most of the lawyers head back to their offices. I look around, relieved that I don't see Dylan among the stragglers who remain.

I wonder if he'll have the nerve to say anything to Jenny. When my grandfather and the rest of the lawyers from our office are all ready to head back, I tell him I'm going to stay behind and wait for CJ, who is still fielding some questions from the lawyers who approached her at the podium after she finished.

"I think CJ might bring in some business as a result of this," I tell my grandfather, and he nods.

"I expect you're right. This could open up a stream of referrals of clients of some of the business law firms."

"Not to mention," I add, "law firms themselves that have a sexual harassment issue internally, or just need some strong policies drafted."

"I'm glad we haven't had any trouble like that at our office," he says, and I bite my tongue. I can't tell him about Dylan having sex with Jenny. She told me - and Martina and CJ - about this in confidence, and it's only thanks to her that a disaster was averted. I can't repay her trust by betraying her secret, although I'm hoping I can convince her to come forward herself.

I also can't repeat what I learned about Dylan's actions at his previous firm from the legal assistant with the confidentiality clause, or the associate attorney who doesn't want to get blackballed in the legal community. I made promises to both of them.

So there's no way, at this point, that I can reveal to Andrew that he hired a serial harasser. Actually, an attempted rapist who may have used a date rape drug on at least one of his victims.

But I'm hoping that telling my grandfather what Dylan did to the slide presentation will be enough to convince Andrew to boot him, even if Jenny isn't willing to admit they both violated firm policy by getting into what at least Jenny thought was a romantic relationship. It's clear to me that Dylan was just using her to get access to whatever dirt he could on other lawyers in the firm - especially me. Receptionists know a lot more than most people suspect. They are the ones who put the calls through, the person sitting behind the reception desk who fades into the background and hears bits of all kinds of conversations as the lawyers walk through the lobby.

It's also clear that when the opportunity presented itself to discredit my grandfather, he seized it.

The question that still keeps coming back to me, though, is why? If Dylan wanted to push me out the door and make a play for partnership, how would embarrassing my grandfather at a Bar luncheon in his honor advance that goal?