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

finally woken up. Quit playing dead!" Madeline's gaze darkened

adopted sister, was the one responsible for everything she had lost in

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 dare you come here

and

Smack!

sharply through

of Madeline's slap became evident in

known for her meek and reserved nature, would dare to strike her was

how dare you hit me! Wait until

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

to sow discord, Madeline would not have

given up any hope of

truly care for her as a

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

over Winslet as she questioned herself, "How could I... How could I be afraid of Madeline?

Bang!

ward

typically composed demeanor gave

Winnie? She came to see you with kindness, and this is

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

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

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 blood! Sending you

on Harley and Henry. Unexplained tears welled

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

wiped the dampness from the corners of

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

giving up her pals

of the Larson brothers

Larson family who came straight

upon hearing about Madeline's injury, he had

he was taken aback to find Madeline standing by

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

expression turned frigid. His voice was low and ice-cold. "Winnie, did Madeline hit

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

there was a hint of metallic

her blood had turned

bore a venomous hatred. He glared at her