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

voice broke the moment. "Madeline, you've finally woken up. Quit playing dead!" Madeline's gaze darkened

one responsible for everything she had

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 and vie for the

blazed in Madeline's eyes, and she struck Winslet across the

Smack!

sharply through the

her face, the aftermath of Madeline's slap

that Madeline, known for her meek

how dare you hit me! Wait until my brothers hear about this!"

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

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

given up any hope of thawing

in the picture, they would never truly care for her as

wish you all to burn in hell, so you can experience the agony I've endured!" Madeline blurted out and

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

Bang!

ward was forcefully

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 repay her?

a mix of grievance and tears. "Harley, you're finally here. I've been so scared. Maddie said

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

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 Larson family is as simple as uttering a

fixed on Harley and

careful in protecting the devious Winslet, yet regarded Madeline as some kind of ferocious creature as if they feared

the dampness from

organization, and the ones who had cherished and

up

three of the Larson brothers arrived

Larson family who came straight from work, was dressed

he had no inclination to

upon his arrival, he was taken aback to find Madeline standing by the bedside, with

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

turned frigid. His voice was low and

her with bloodshot eyes. "How dare you lay a hand on Winnie!" Lucas Larson, the fifth

a hint of metallic scent lingering

her blood had turned to ice within

hatred. He glared at her with an intensity that seemed