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.

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

familiar voice broke the moment. "Madeline, you've finally woken up. Quit playing dead!" Madeline's gaze darkened as she looked at the person entering the

was the one responsible for everything

do you really think you can make it in the entertainment industry? You know what, Loser? You should've just stayed in the countryside. How dare you come here

blazed in Madeline's eyes, and

Smack!

sharply through the

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

Madeline, known for her meek and reserved

dare you hit me! Wait until

intimidate me with the Larson family. I don't care anymore." Madeline's

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

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

the picture, they would never truly care for her as

hell, so you can experience the agony I've

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

Bang!

of the ward was forcefully

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

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

Harley's arms, her voice trembling with a mix of grievance and

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

her lips together. Her gaze fixed on Harley and Henry. Unexplained tears welled up

of

dampness from

organization, and the ones who had cherished and

up her pals was

other three of the Larson

the Larson family who came straight from work, was

he had

taken aback to find Madeline standing by the

sound of her sobbing tugged at Jacob's heartstrings. There was even a

His voice was low and ice-cold.

Winnie!" Lucas Larson,

head throbbed with pain, and there was a hint

as if her blood had turned to

He glared at her with an intensity that seemed capable of