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

Quit playing dead!" Madeline's

responsible for everything she had lost in

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 dare you come here and

in Madeline's eyes, and she struck

Smack!

reverberated sharply through

her face, the aftermath of Madeline's slap became evident in the form of

her meek and reserved nature, would dare to strike her

me! Wait until my

trying to intimidate me with the Larson family. I don't care anymore." Madeline's gaze locked onto Winslet, the very person who had dragged her into

and attempts to sow discord, Madeline would not have been entangled

given up any hope of thawing the Larson family's

in the picture, they would never truly

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

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

Bang!

door of the ward

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

Winnie? She came to see you with kindness,

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

as he shielded Winslet. "As long 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 years of our lives with Winnie. Don't think you can push so far just because you share the

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

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

from the

organization, and the ones

up

of the Larson brothers

third son of the Larson family who came straight from work, was dressed in

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

aback to find

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

His voice was low and ice-cold.

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

there was a hint of metallic scent

blood had

a venomous hatred. He glared at her