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.

after being reunited with her biological parents. Her heart

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

was the one responsible for everything she had

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

Madeline's eyes, and she struck Winslet across the

Smack!

sharply through the

the aftermath of Madeline's slap became evident in

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

me! Wait until my brothers

Madeline's gaze locked onto Winslet, the

sow discord, Madeline would

had given up any hope

Winslet 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 gave

herself, "How could I... How could I be afraid of Madeline?

Bang!

of the ward was forcefully kicked

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

came to see you with kindness, and this

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

as I'm here, no one can lay a finger

Madeline and stated, "You truly never learn, do you? Bullying Winnie behind our backs once again. We've shared 18

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

the devious Winslet, yet regarded Madeline as some kind of ferocious creature as if they feared she might

dampness from the corners

brothers who had driven her to leave the organization, and the

truly believed that giving up her

the other three of the Larson brothers arrived as

third son of the Larson family who came straight from

about Madeline's injury, he had

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

Jacob's heartstrings. There was even

low and ice-cold. "Winnie, did Madeline

you lay a hand on Winnie!" Lucas Larson, the fifth son, who was standing beside them, suggested with burning anger,

throbbed with pain, and there was a hint of metallic scent lingering in

her blood had turned

venomous hatred. He glared at her with an