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.

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

Quit playing dead!" Madeline's gaze darkened as she looked

responsible

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? You know what, Loser? You should've just stayed in

blazed in Madeline's eyes, and

Smack!

sharply through

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

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

Wait until my

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

to sow discord, Madeline would not have been entangled in this

now, she had given up any hope of thawing the Larson

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

in hell, so you can experience the agony I've endured!"

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

Bang!

the ward was

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

to see you with

of grievance and tears. "Harley, you're finally here. I've been so scared. Maddie said she wanted to kill

as I'm here, no one

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

on Harley and

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

wiped the dampness from the corners of

the organization, and the ones who had cherished and adored her as if she

that giving up her

three of the Larson brothers

Larson family who came straight from work,

upon hearing about Madeline's injury, he

was taken aback to find Madeline standing by the

There was even a red handprint left on her pretty

voice 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

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

had turned

bore a venomous hatred. He glared at her