Guontiveros: Vivid

PROLOGUE

"I-I am pregnant," she announced, her voice trembling.

Amelia Leal was a maid and had been serving Guo's household for 6 years. Her mother had first served the family for almost half of her life before passing away at the age of 60, leaving Amelia completely orphaned.

With no other life experience, Amelia decided to return to Guo's residence and identify herself as the daughter of their last servant. Her mother, known for her loyalty and hard work, had been close to the family. After proving her identity, Amelia was welcomed and became the head servant, inheriting the title due to her connection to her mother.

Guo Jian Zhong looked at her as if she had grown another head.

"What do you mean you're pregnant?"

"I have a human growing inside me, Jian Zhong," she replied, frustration seeping into her voice.

Jian Zhong raised an eyebrow in suspicion.

"How do you know it's mine?"

"What kind of question is that?! Of course, it is yours! You're the only man I've slept with!" She shouted in defence.

"I don't know, Amelia. Maybe you also slept with my half-brother, William. I saw how both of you seemed to become closer. Maybe that child is a Gatchalian, not a Guo," he accused, his tone dripping with venom.

Amelia's fists clenched in anger.

"What do you think of me? A whore?"

He scoffed, his disdain clear.

"Well, you're not a saint either, Amelia. Remember, you came to me like a whore. We did many ungodly things behind closed doors, despite knowing I had a wife. So, I don't know what other things you're capable of doing..."

"...abort it, Amelia," he added dismissively, his attention already back on the television.

"What?! This is your child! How dare you tell me to kill our child?!" she screamed, stepping in front of him, her body shaking with rage.

Jian Zhong's gaze was icy. "You can ruin your life, but I won't ruin my reputation."

Amelia's anger was clawing at her insides. She wanted to hurt him, to make him feel the pain he was causing her.

Taking a deep breath, she stormed into the kitchen and grabbed a knife.

Returning to the living room, she pointed it at him, her hands trembling.

"I-I will tell your wife about this! I WILL
TELL HER EVERYTHING, YOU DIRTY SCUMBAG!" she threatened, her voice a mixture of fear and determination.

Jian Zhong didn't even flinch. He laughed, a cold, mocking sound, and grabbed her hand, drawing the knife into his chest.

"What are you going to do? Kill me? Before you even have a chance, my gun will already be pointing at your head. BANG!" He mimicked shooting her with his finger, his eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure.

Amelia's resolves crumbled, and she fell to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably. The stress of the situation caused a sharp tug in her stomach that made her whimper in pain.

Jian Zhong knelt in front of her, his demeanour shifting abruptly. He wrapped his arms around her shaking body, whispering, "Sssh... Don't cry..." as he stroked the back of her head.

He was a psycho.

Amelia pushed him away, only to be met with a hard slap across her cheek.

"HOW DARE YOU, STUPID WOMAN?! YOU'RE MAKING ME LOSE MY PATIENCE!"

She remained silent, tears streaming down her face. Jian Zhong aggressively grabbed her hair, forcing her to look at him.

"Do you still want your child alive, Amelia, huh?"

Unable to speak, Amelia nodded, the pain in her neck almost unbearable.

He released her with a sigh.

"Okay, I'll let you keep the baby, but once you give birth, I'll take the child and pretend that I'm adopting it. Then you, Amelia, will travel to the States and forget about everything, including that unborn child. Understood?"

She nodded again, her heart breaking at the thought of leaving her child. She had no choice but to agree; she couldn't risk her baby's life.

"By the way, you'll be transferred to
Bamban and live on the farm I own. You'll give birth there. Then, you'll stay for three months before flying to the States," Jian Zhong laid out their plan.

Amelia nodded, her spirit crushed. She was miserable, thinking that her unborn child wouldn't have any memories of her.

He stormed out of the room, slammed the door, and left her alone in despair.

She could only hope that her unborn child would be fine in the hands of Guo Jian Zhong.