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.

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

up. Quit playing dead!" Madeline's gaze darkened as she looked at the person entering the

sister, was the one responsible for everything she had lost in her previous

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?

Madeline's eyes, and she struck Winslet

Smack!

sound reverberated sharply through

the aftermath of Madeline's slap became evident in the

The idea that Madeline, known for her meek and reserved nature, would

how dare you hit me! Wait until

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

sow discord, Madeline would not have been entangled

up any hope of thawing

Winslet in the picture, they would never truly care for

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

"How could I... How could I be

Bang!

the ward was forcefully kicked

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

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

grievance and tears. "Harley,

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

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

together. Her gaze fixed on Harley and Henry. Unexplained tears

regarded Madeline as some kind of ferocious creature as if they feared she might harm

from the

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

giving up

the other three of the Larson brothers arrived

the third son of the Larson family who

Madeline's injury, he had no inclination to

to find Madeline standing by the

at Jacob's heartstrings. There was even a red handprint left on her

expression turned frigid. His voice was low and

fixed 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 of metallic

had turned to

her with an intensity