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.

reunited with her biological parents. Her heart felt burdened,

"Madeline, you've finally woken up. Quit playing dead!" Madeline's gaze darkened as she looked at the

one responsible for everything she had

plain appearance, do you really think you can make it in the entertainment industry? You know what, Loser? You should've

in Madeline's eyes, and she struck

Smack!

reverberated sharply

her face, the aftermath of Madeline's slap became evident

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

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

don't care anymore." Madeline's gaze locked onto Winslet, the very person who had dragged her

attempts to sow discord, Madeline would not have

she had given up any hope of thawing

the picture, they would never truly

experience the agony I've endured!" Madeline blurted out and gave Winslet

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

Bang!

door of the ward was

stormed in. His typically composed demeanor

to see you with kindness, and

arms, her voice trembling with a mix of grievance and tears. "Harley, you're finally here. I've been so scared.

as he shielded Winslet. "As long as I'm here, no one can lay

disdainful glare at Madeline and stated, "You truly never learn, do you? Bullying Winnie behind our backs once again. We've shared 18 years of our

fixed on Harley and

Winslet, yet regarded Madeline as some kind of ferocious creature as if they feared she might harm Winslet

the dampness from the

the ones who had cherished

giving up her pals was utterly

the other three of the Larson brothers arrived as

Larson, the third son of the Larson family who came straight

he had no inclination to get

was taken aback to find Madeline standing by the bedside,

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

expression turned frigid. His voice was low and ice-cold. "Winnie, did Madeline

dare you lay a hand on Winnie!" Lucas Larson,

throbbed with pain, and there was a

blood had turned to

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