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 heart felt burdened, like a

playing dead!" Madeline's gaze darkened as she

the one responsible for everything

plain appearance, do you really think you can make it in the entertainment industry? You know what, Loser? You should've just stayed in the countryside. How dare you come here and vie for the affection of my

in Madeline's eyes, and she

Smack!

sound reverberated sharply through

face, the aftermath of Madeline's slap became evident in the form of several

for her meek and reserved nature, would

Wait until my brothers hear

trying to intimidate me with the Larson family. I don't care anymore." Madeline's gaze locked onto Winslet, the

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

she had given up any hope of thawing the Larson

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

hell, so you can experience the agony I've endured!" Madeline blurted out

questioned herself, "How could I... How

Bang!

ward was forcefully kicked

in. His typically composed demeanor gave way

to hit Winnie? She came to see you with kindness,

trembling with a mix of grievance and tears. "Harley, you're finally here. I've been so scared. Maddie said she wanted

he shielded Winslet. "As long as I'm here,

Winnie behind our backs once again. We've shared 18 years of our lives with Winnie. Don't think you can push so far just because

on Harley

of

the dampness from

and the

giving up

the Larson brothers arrived as

family who came

upon hearing about Madeline's injury, he

taken aback to find

her sobbing tugged at Jacob's heartstrings. There was even a red

low and ice-cold. "Winnie, did Madeline hit

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 the window. Her presence is nothing short of an eyesore!" Madeline's

a hint of

was as if her blood had turned

bore a venomous hatred. He glared at her with

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