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.

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

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

the one responsible for

what's wrong? Hurt your head and lose your mind, huh?" Winslet sat by 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

and she struck Winslet across

Smack!

sound reverberated sharply through

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

Winslet's eyes. The idea that Madeline, known for her meek

hit me! Wait until my brothers hear about

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

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

she had given up any

in the picture, they would never truly care for

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

herself, "How could I... How could

Bang!

ward

typically composed demeanor gave way to a

with kindness, and this is how you repay

refuge in Harley's arms, her voice trembling with a mix of grievance and tears. "Harley, you're finally here. I've been so scared. Maddie said she wanted to

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

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

on Harley and Henry. Unexplained tears welled up

Winslet, yet regarded Madeline as some kind of ferocious creature as if they

wiped the dampness from

the ones who had cherished and adored

giving up her pals

three of the Larson brothers arrived as

Larson family who came straight from work,

Madeline's injury, he had

was taken aback to find Madeline

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

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

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

with pain, and there was a hint of metallic scent lingering in

as if her blood had turned to

a venomous hatred. He glared at her with an