My Repentant Brothers by Grace Edith

Madeline Larson died.

Just before she died, the Larson family appeared on a TV show to expose her fabricated misdeeds.

Innocently carrying the burden of false accusations, she tragically died in a car accident at the height of her popularity. After her death, she witnessed the rampant circulation of malicious rumors about her.

In the blink of an eye, she had gone from a top star to a despised pariah!

Her ten more pals in her organization held the grandest funeral for her.

Then, they wiped out the Larson family on the seventh night after her passing. Madeline wept. She regretted leaving her pals.

She never should have left them behind and gone back to her biological parents. Her five brothers regarded her as a ruthless monster, despising her to the core.

As for her parents, they showered all their love on their adopted daughter alone.

Despite being the real daughter of the Larson family, she was nothing more than a pawn to be used and discarded.

Once they were done with her, they completely destroyed her.

Only the pals from her organization, with their complex and formidable natures though, truly cherished her to the core.

Ironically, it was the very people she had tried to escape who loved her the most.

If given another chance in life, Madeline swore that she would never harbor any illusions or hopes for the Larson family again!

Beep!

Beep! Beep!

Madeline's eyes fluttered open abruptly as if she had been submerged underwater and desperate for a breath of air.

She took in deep gulps of air, gradually regaining her composure after the suffocating state.

The sharp scent of disinfectant invaded her nostrils, and a throbbing ache pulsed through her head.

Panicked, Madeline scanned her surroundings and Madeline let out a deep sigh. "My head hurts so much..."

The memories of her previous life seemed to be nothing short of a haunting nightmare.

She took some time to fully comprehend that she had gone back in time.

months after being reunited with her biological parents. Her

dead!" Madeline's gaze darkened as she looked at the

the one responsible for

and lose your mind, huh?" Winslet sat by the bedside and sneered ruthlessly, "Look at you, running off to be an extra. With your plain appearance, do you really think you can make it in the entertainment industry?

and she struck Winslet

Smack!

sound reverberated sharply

of Madeline's slap

Madeline, known for her meek and reserved nature, would dare to strike her was

you hit me! Wait until my brothers hear about this!" Winslet

to intimidate me with the Larson family. I don't care anymore." Madeline's gaze

had not been for Winslet's repeated schemes and attempts to sow discord, Madeline would

any hope of thawing the

Winslet in the picture, they would never truly care for her as a

all to burn in hell, so you can experience the agony I've

as she questioned herself, "How could I... How

Bang!

of the ward was forcefully

stormed in. His typically composed demeanor gave way to a flicker of anger upon witnessing

came to see you with kindness, and this is how you repay her? You

refuge in Harley's arms, her voice trembling with a mix of grievance and

as I'm here, no one can lay

shared 18 years of our lives with Winnie. Don't think you can push so far just because you share the Larson family's blood! Sending you away

on Harley and

protecting the devious Winslet, yet regarded Madeline as some kind of ferocious creature as if they feared she might harm Winslet in even the

from the

her to leave the organization, and the ones who had cherished and

giving up her pals was utterly

the Larson brothers arrived

the third son of the Larson family who

he had

his arrival, he was taken aback to find Madeline standing by the bedside, with Winslet in

at Jacob's heartstrings. There was even a red handprint left on

was low and ice-cold.

the fourth son, erupted with anger. "Damn it!" He madly seized Madeline by the collar and fixed her with bloodshot eyes. "How dare you lay a hand on Winnie!" Lucas Larson, the fifth son, who was standing beside them, suggested with burning anger, "Joel, just throw her out of

throbbed with pain, and there was a hint of metallic scent lingering

blood had

a venomous hatred. He glared at her with an intensity that seemed capable of tearing her