Ruin The Billionaire

Jake.

Kyle Munther. That was the name of the punk who was trying to take Lilly away from me. It did not take me long to find the information. I had money, and very efficient staff. I could dig up things within minutes. Information is one of the most powerful tools in this world. With it, you can do almost anything.

Within a day, I knew almost everything about Kyle Munther. The information I had showed me that he was very dangerous and it was best for him to stay away from Lilly. Kyle Munther definitely knew how to pretend to be good and cover his dirty tracks. But, he could not hide these things from expert investigators, the kind I had hired.

As I studied all the information I had, I began to think of the best plan to break him and Lilly apart. It was possible that Lilly thought he was a saint and I had to put a stop to that.

Recently, Kyle had been suspended from his work place because of sexual harassment complaints made by customers. He was now on probation. Years back, he had been arrested for assault but somehow documents claimed there was no clear evidence against him.

Some people from his hometown had a number of things to say about him as well. All these thigs were kept under wraps which showed just how far he would go. I thought of sending an anonymous tip to the media but realised it would not work. The media did not care much for unknown people. If it were a celebrity, they would eat that up. It would be a waste of time.

I decided I’d just tell Lilly directly. I attached some of the information in an email and sent it to her using a newly created anonymous email. Maybe she would not believe it, or maybe she would. At least, a seed would have been sown. She would be more careful around that man who was clearly up to no good.

After that, I decided to go and have a look at Riverside hotel where Kyle used to work. I needed to speak to one of the employees who had worked in the same department to find out how he behaved while there.

After speaking to the general manager about the operations, I asked about Kyle Munther.

“I don’t remember the name,” Mr. Martinez said. “Let’s go to my office and I will check if I can find something.”

We left the penthouse suite and went to his office. He offered me a seat before walking around his table and sitting behind his computer. He started typing and within a few seconds, he had found some information.

“He left five months before I came. He worked as a pool boy.”

“It seems he likes working in places with naked people. What are his qualifications?”

“He has a diploma in counselling,” Martinez said. “I wonder why he would choose to do odd jobs that are so different from the field of study.”

“Not sure.”

I was sure but I wasn’t about to tell Martinez my theory. It was clear as day to me that Kyle Munther liked to stare at naked women. He refused to do what he studied and worked as a pool boy before going to work at the beach. The harassment claims just solidified that. His work history while in high school also involved pools and beaches. I didn’t think this had something to do with passion for swimming and related activities like he claimed in his resume.

“Is it possible that there is someone who worked with him during that time?”

“Let me check.”

“Yes, there is. Deandre Johnson is still with us. He works at the pool.”

“Can I speak to him?”

“Of course,” he said.

Martinez led me out of the office and we went into the elevator. We rode down in silence. The reception was fairly busy. Some heads turned when I emerged and walked towards one of the doors.

“Mr. Rylland,” a tall blonde woman interrupted my walk. I did not recognize her.

“Hello,” I said.

“Do you remember me? I’m Mia Thompson. We met at the hotelier’s symposium last year in London.”

I had met a lot of people there. I met a lot of people at events and it was difficult to remember all their names and faces. I had no clue who the woman was. “Oh yes, I remember. “I lied. “How are you doing?”

“I’m great,” she said. “I came to new York and new that I must stay at your hotels. The service has been wonderful. It’s so unfortunate that we met when I’m just about to leave.”

Not really.

“Surely, I hope that we will meet again sometime soon.”

“Can I get your personal contacts?”

People knew how to take too much liberties. I inwardly sighed. “Unfortunately, I do not have cards with my personal number right now. But, you can call my office line and they’ll put you through.”

“Okay, thanks so much. I’ll definitely do that.”

“Okay, have a great trip.” I said while walking away.

We went to the pool. It was clean and looking immaculate. The pool fence that had been installed was looking quite good. We did not have one for long but recently a child had died in a competitor’s pool after wandering there and we did not want that to happen at our hotel. Although the blame was mostly attributed to the pool staff who were supposed to be there 24/7, the hotel owners were also blamed for not taking steps to protect children and pets in case no one was around. People were not perfect, and you couldn’t rely on them to make perfect decisions.

DeAndre Johnson was a tall dark young man with an innocent looking face. He sitting by the pool watching the people swimming when we got there. He quickly stood up and came to meet us.

“Good evening sir,” he said. “It’s a pleasure to see you.”

“Good evening, Mr. Johnson. Mr. Rylland would like to talk to you about something. Is there someone who can take over while you do that?”

“Yes, Caroline was just leaving.” He said, pulling out his cell. “Let me call her… hey Caroline. Please come back for a few minutes. My Rylland would like to speak to me and we need someone to sit in…please come back, I don’t think it will be long…okay.”

He turned to us. “She said she’ll be here. Oh look, there she is.”

I turned and saw a petite young woman with a shock of red hair hurrying towards us.

“Good evening, Mr. Rylland and Mr. Martinez.”

“Hello, I going to talk to your colleague for a while. Please step in. let’s go, DeAndre.”

Deandre and I left the two at the pool and went towards the garden.

“I want to talk to you about Kyle Munther. You worked with him some time back.”

“I did. What would you like to know about him.”

“His character.”

“I wouldn’t want to badmouth a brother but Kyle was not a very good character. He was very good at his job. He went overboard sometimes, especially with the women. Even the female staff were wary about him. I’m only saying the truth.”

“Did you ever report him?”

“I did, but he was close to the manager, Miss Atkins. Nothing was ever done. He got a job at some beach and decided to leave on his own after sometime.”

“Okay, so he sexually harassed customers.”

“He did so, unfortunately. I warned him a lot of times but he told me to mind my business. When I reported and nothing was done, I decided to mind my business.”

“Okay, thank you for the information. I don’t think I have to tell you that this should be only between us.”

“No need, sir. I understand clearly.”

“Great. You can return to your work now. I have everything I need.”

“Okay, sir. Glad to have been of service.”

“Alright.”

“Enjoy the rest of your evening, sir.”Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“You too.”

I hoped Lilith had read the email I’d sent her, and that she would make a good decision concerning Kyle Munther.