My Repentant Brothers by Grace Edith

Chapter 72

Chapter 72

"No! Mom, Dad, help me. Harley... Winslet asked for help in a panie, thinking of escaping.

Yer, soon enough, two bodyguards seized her by the arms.

She was pressed in place as she looked around with an imploring visage.

The guests could not muster

muster the courage to linger their gazes on the scene anymore.

As their eyes met hers, they took a step back silently.

Some people even sneaked out of another emergency exit for fear of being implicated.

Everyone chose the prudent course.

Besides, they all hated the Larson family for their viciousness. None of them would ever step forward to speak up for Winslet.

"What happened at the enrollment celebration banquet was never our intention, so you can't do this!"

Winslet was put under control. She looked at Caleb in fear. "Let me go this time. I won't do it again... I'll forever be in your debt, and I'll turn over a new leaf.... Hanging her head low, she was in a flood of tears

Only when she was helpless and alone did she learn what it was like to be disappointed.

"Why's no one speaking up for me? Why's this world so harsh to me?" was her thought.

Caleb looked up, his eyes shining with menacing frostiness.

"This is the epitome of digging your own grace." Madeline curled her lips upward into a smirk. "Your time is up so soon,

Initially, she wanted to simply let Winslet stay smug for a while.

Never would she anticipate Winslet to screw herself up that quickly.

huh.

It was then that someone handed Madeline a piece of red-colored gift list with both hands. "Ms. Larson, this is the gift list."

Madeline grabbed it casually, but she did not even lay her eye on it "Mm."

On the sidelines, Winslet stared at the gift list with tears in her eyes.

Alina was standing right in front of her, looking all high and mighty, seemingly the center of everyone's attention and admiration. On the contrary, she herself was nothing more than a pitiful laughing stock. She thought the gift list was hers.

Nothing could describe the devastation within her.

Jealousy swelled in her chest on that note.

"Why's Alina blessed with such luck? Why am I not granted the same?" she mused.

Winslet said through gritted teeth, "I haven't done any substantial impact on you, and you guys have already taken it to this extent... Must you really drive me into a corner? Don't you know this is illegal?"

that shouldn't have been yours, you'll have to pay driving you into a

-

a sneer. "Haven't you picked on others before when you were in

looking at Madeline

implying?" she asked

suddenly dawned

"You! You'er Madelue"

the price. As for

Chapter 72

Terror assailed Winslet's heart.

Indeed. Madeline

she had picked on in

leveraging her power, she snatched away

"It seems that the last lesson wasn't enough for

at that "No, you...

welled up in her

could only feel even more

a million years would she foresee herself being pushed to

that the person right before her eyes was Madeline,

out of her mouth, she would have to face an

horrifying was that if Alina was truly Madeline in disguise, the latter would surely

Caleb, and Nolan,

little

though all her will to fight had been

She would have fallen to the ground if she had not

know it

it, you'll bear with it,"

saying that, Madeline turned around and

and

button to the

doors

her chin, Madeline could hear a shrill scream right before the door

was then blocked out of view by

in

the elevator's

Ding!

arrived on the

the spacious hall was set with 300 tables. A parade of people had already taken

surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows, which allowed bright light

there, one could feast their eyes on the picturesque landscape of the

people trembling involuntarily when messages from the rest still on the second floor reached

her

vibe pervading the air on the second floor was poles apart from the peaceful

escaped Caleb. "To think that the Larson family would court

briefly, there was a trace of

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