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.

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

dead!" Madeline's gaze darkened as she looked

adopted sister, was the one responsible for everything she

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 in the countryside. How

eyes, and she

Smack!

sharply through the

her face, the aftermath of Madeline's slap

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

hit me! Wait until

I don't care anymore." Madeline's gaze locked

schemes and attempts to sow

she had given up any hope of thawing the Larson

never truly care for

can experience the

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

Bang!

the ward

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

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

arms, her voice trembling with a mix of grievance and tears. "Harley, you're finally here. I've been so scared. Maddie

as I'm here, no one can lay a

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 because you share the Larson family's

Harley and Henry. Unexplained tears welled up in her

some kind of ferocious creature as

wiped the dampness from the corners of her

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

believed that giving up her pals was utterly

other three of the Larson

the third son of the Larson family who

about Madeline's injury, he had no inclination to get

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

tugged at Jacob's heartstrings. There was even a

frigid. His voice was low

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

pain, and there was a

had

eyes bore a venomous hatred. He glared at her with an intensity that