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.

herself reborn at the age of 18, eight months after being reunited with her biological parents.

up. Quit playing dead!" Madeline's

one responsible for everything she had lost in her

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

blazed in Madeline's eyes, and she struck

Smack!

sound reverberated sharply through the

the aftermath of Madeline's slap became evident in

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

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

family. I don't care anymore." Madeline's gaze locked onto

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

she had given up any

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

burn in hell, so you can experience the agony

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

Bang!

the ward was

eldest son of the Larson family, stormed in. His typically composed demeanor gave way to a flicker of anger upon

you dared to hit Winnie? She came to see you with kindness, and this is how you repay

and tears. "Harley, you're finally here. I've been so

"As long as I'm here, no one can lay a finger

Larson, the second son of the Larson family. He cast a 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 lives with Winnie. Don't think you can push so far just because you share the Larson family's blood! Sending you away from

on Harley and Henry. Unexplained tears welled up in her

some kind of ferocious creature as if they feared she

from the

to leave the organization, and the ones

up her

of the Larson brothers arrived as

third son of the Larson family who came straight from work, was

Madeline's injury, he had

arrival, he was taken aback to find Madeline standing by the

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

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

Larson, 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

pain, and there was a hint

blood had turned to ice within her

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