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.

of 18, eight months after being reunited with her biological parents. Her heart felt burdened, like a stone weighing

finally woken up. Quit playing dead!" Madeline's gaze

the one responsible for everything she

at you, running off to be an extra. With your plain appearance, do you really think you can make it in the

blazed in Madeline's eyes, and she

Smack!

reverberated sharply through the

slap became evident

in Winslet's eyes. The idea that Madeline, known for her meek and reserved nature, would dare to

Wait until my brothers hear about

Larson family. I don't care anymore." Madeline's gaze locked onto Winslet, the very

repeated schemes and attempts to sow discord, Madeline would not have been entangled in this endless

now, she had given up any hope of thawing the

would never truly care for her

wish you all to burn in hell, so you can experience the agony I've endured!" Madeline blurted out and gave Winslet

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

Bang!

of the ward was forcefully kicked

typically composed demeanor gave way to

with kindness, and this is how you

voice trembling with a mix of grievance and tears. "Harley, you're

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

our backs once again. We've shared 18 years of our lives with

on Harley and Henry. Unexplained tears welled up in her

careful in protecting the devious Winslet, yet regarded Madeline as some kind of ferocious creature as if they feared

wiped the dampness from

were the same brothers who had driven her to leave the organization, and the ones who had

truly believed that giving up

other three of the Larson brothers arrived as

family who came

Madeline's injury, he

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

her sobbing tugged at Jacob's heartstrings. There was

was low and

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

throbbed with pain, and there was a hint

her blood had

bore a venomous hatred. He glared at her with