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

before slipping into unconsciousness. At that moment, she wished she could just die. She didn't

sipping on her drink, was in high spirits. "You called me out shopping again this afternoon. What were you

much, just had some business to take care of, Madeline said casually, obviously not about to tell

what should I wear to the concert! I heard people in the front row can take photos with the artists. I definitely want to be

those shots

Yohannes concert? No way! Those tickets were impossible to get. I'm going too! Where are your seats? I had to buy mine from

front row. It's

so jealous" Harper said, narrowing her eyes. "Must be nice working with Yoh

You even get the best seats. Is

laughed and shook her head. "I don't know about that Aren't you supposed to be helping

But since it's outdoors and chilly. I'd

wear anything, even a potato dress with some nude tights and knee-high boots. That'd be super cute." Slar clnuckled.

"Tink?" Madeline was surprised.

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"Yeah, haven't

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

was still trying to wrap her head around the idea of pink being the fandom color,

6th. By December tith, winter had fully set in. Acocester was in the south, but it was still just 36 degrees

cold.

been working nonstop, rehearsing intensely, with barely any time for the film crew, Madeline hadn't seen him much lately, and even when their paths did cross, he was always in a rush. Whenever no one was looking, he

seating area was still everything was set up, and beautifully decorated. The circular stage gave him a clear view of all the