My Repentant Brothers by Grace Edith

Chapter 164

Joel was unaware of what was happening at home and assumed his parents were simply worried about Winslet's safety. "Dad, Mom, don't worry," he said. T've got someone tracking down where Winnie is. I promise I'll bring her back safe and sound." "You're the only one who actually cares about Winnie." Layla sighed. "Madeline's got Jacob completely fooled, and now he's treating Winslet like this." Layla was genuinely worried that their hopes of becoming in-laws with the Horton family were slipping away. Joel's anger flared. He rolled up his sleeves and growled, "Til teach Jacob a lesson! How could he treat her like that? Winnie's stood by us through everything without a single complaint. He's way too easily influenced!"

Afraid the truth would come out, Layla quickly stepped in. Forget it Don't go after him. Focus on finding Winnie! She was probably taken by Madeline. You know those people wouldn't hesitate to kill I'm terrified she'll do something awful to your sister." Joel's eyes turned cold. "If Madeline so much as touches Winnie, I'll kill her!"

Meanwhile, Winslet was in a freezing basement, strapped down by cold instruments. The faint smell of cigarette smoke filled the air, and through the haze, she heard someone cursing.

"Ms. Larson specifically said nothing should happen to her! Are you out of your mind, smoking in here? You trying to get yourself killed?" one of the men growled.

"Fine, I got it. It's just a cigarette. I used to smoke all the time, and nothing happened, the other guy grumbled. Then, annoyed, he slapped Winslet. "She's not bad looking. Why does she need plastic surgery?

Benson was busy sterilizing his tools and snorted. She ticked off the wrong person. Let's see what we can do to fix her. Her eyes are too small. Well widen them-give her that exotic look. Her nose definitely needs to be more upturned, We'll plump up her checks for a more youthful appearance. Oh, and let's give her some poury lips too

those typical puffed-up, moon

The assistant clicked his congue in approval. "Your aesthetics never change. All your patients end up looking like the faces. But lately, it's all about that 'innocent but seductive' look. You should give her those fox eyes"

"Is that what's trending?" Benson was thoughtful for a moment. "Fine, let's add that too. As long as Ms. Larson is happy, that's what matters." Winslet couldn't move but was still fully conscious. The anesthesia clearly wasn't working as it should. She wanted to scream, to resist, but her body wouldn't obey

"Hey, Benson, she's crying," the assistant remarked when he noticed Winslet sobbing

However, Benson glanced at her without emotion. "The anesthesia's too weak. Give her another dose

rush of the drug in her veins before slipping into unconsciousness. At that moment, she wished she could just die.

was in high spirits. "You called me

Madeline said casually, obviously not about to tell Harper she'd abducted

should I wear to the concert! I heard people in the front row can take photos with

those shots

surprised. "Wait, you're going to Yohannes concert? No way! Those tickets were impossible to get. I'm going too! Where are your seats? I had to buy mine from a reseller,

think I'm in the front row. It's an insider

eyes. "Must be nice working with Yoh crew not going! Maybe I could

You even get the best seats. Is there anyone in

head. "I don't know about that Aren't you supposed to be helping me pick an

But since it's outdoors and

her chin. "With your looks, you could probably wear anything, even a potato dress with some nude tights and knee-high boots. That'd be super cute." Slar clnuckled. "Oh, and his

"Tink?" Madeline was surprised.

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"Yeah, haven't

hair? Like a real-life comic character!" Harper said, practically bouncing with excitement. You should totally go

find the perfect outfit. Madeline was still trying to wrap her head around the idea of pink being the fandom color, but Harper had already

was December 6th. By December tith, winter had fully set in. Acocester

cold.

even when their paths did cross, he

Yohannes was wearing a thin black down jacket as he finished his final rehearsal. The seating area