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 a stone weighing her down, causing discomfort and pain

Quit playing dead!" Madeline's

the one responsible for everything she had

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 stayed

Madeline's eyes, and

Smack!

sharply

the aftermath of Madeline's slap

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

Wait until my brothers hear

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

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

any hope of thawing the

would never truly care for her

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

as she questioned herself, "How could I... How could I be

Bang!

the ward was forcefully

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

see you with kindness, and this is how you

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

brows furrowed as he shielded Winslet. "As long as I'm here,

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

fixed on Harley and Henry.

protecting the devious Winslet, yet regarded Madeline as some kind of ferocious creature

wiped the dampness from

same brothers who had driven her to leave the organization, and the ones who had cherished

up her pals was utterly

other three of the Larson brothers

the third son of the Larson family who came straight from

he had

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

of her sobbing tugged at Jacob's heartstrings. There was even a red handprint left on her pretty

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

by the collar and fixed her with bloodshot eyes. "How dare you lay a hand on Winnie!" Lucas Larson, the fifth son, who was standing beside

with pain, and there was a hint of metallic scent

as if her blood had turned to ice within her

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