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.

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 every

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

one responsible

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

in Madeline's eyes, and she struck

Smack!

sharply through the

face, the aftermath of Madeline's slap

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

Wait until my brothers hear about this!" Winslet

anymore." Madeline's gaze locked onto Winslet, the

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

any hope of thawing the Larson

truly care for

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

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

Bang!

ward was

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

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

refuge in Harley's arms, her voice trembling with a mix of grievance and tears. "Harley, you're finally here. I've been

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

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 the

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

kind of ferocious creature as if they feared she might

the dampness from the corners of her

and the ones who had

up her

the other three of the Larson brothers

Larson, the third son of the Larson family who came

hearing about Madeline's injury, he had no inclination

taken aback to find

Jacob's heartstrings. There was even

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

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

was a hint of metallic

as if her blood had

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