My Repentant Brothers (Madeline Larson)

Madeline didn't pause in her tracks.

Lola grabbed Madeline and said, "Madeline, let's have coffee together."

Madeline refused, "No. I have to go back to school."

Madeline walked outside.

She felt there seemed to be a line of sight behind her.

She looked back and found that no one was looking at her.

She shook her head as she thought, "This is weird."

After removing her makeup and changing clothes, she got her paycheck for the film.

Madeline looked at her phone. It was already ten at night, so it was not easy to hail a taxi in such a place.

While thinking, she walked out of the film studio

"Hey, you are really a piece of work. Madeline, you haven't been here for a while. I thought you quit."

Jasmine raised her chin nobly, much like a peacock fanning its feathers. "Taking on background roles everywhere. Are you truly this desperate for fame?"

"It's none of your business. Madeline frowned slightly.

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The assistant, Whitney, chimed in mockingly, "Absolutely true. But Ms. Zook, why would she even dare to compare herself to you? Her family lacks wealth, and no one in her family acknowledges her. One should possess enough resources to chase one's dream in the entertainment industry!"

Jasmine smiled coldly. "She's satisfied with playing background roles for 40 dollars a day. She doesn't care if she possesses enough. resources to pursue her dream, just as long as she doesn't starve to death"

Madeline looked away. "Really? How much did your family spend on you? It seems that they are not generous enough. You've left school but haven't managed to achieve fame. Be cautious not to become both uneducated and a D-list actress."

As Madeline said that, she suddenly felt a little funny and chuckled.

"I haven't seen you for a month, and you've grown some guts, Jasmine frowned, and her sweet face was a little gloomy

She walked to Madeline and took her hand. "Why are you boasting in my presence? Know your place. Do you believe you have the right to speak about me?"

Madeline shook off her hand without hesitation.

"How does a woman who has repeatedly caused me trouble dare to approach and act arrogantly in front of me?" she pondered

*Madeline, it seems that you really forget your identity if I don't teach you a lesson! Jasmine raised her hand but was grabbed by Madeline again.

Her brows furrowed, and a sense of foreboding settled in her heart.

Slap!

Before she could react, Madeline slapped her in the face.

Jasmine covered her stinging cheek in disbelief.

"Madeline, how dare you hit me?"

"How dare you hit Ms. Zook!" Whitney rushed over to help and said, "What a jerk! How dare you do that?"

11:40 AM

Madeline had a little fighting prowess. She knocked them down easily.

Jasmine's check was bruised, and the blood staining it was conspicuous. "You! You've disfigured my face. I'll ensure you face the consequences."

She was terrified. If she disfigured herself, her life would be over.

"How dare Madeline do this to me? Is she still the same person?" Jasmine thought.

Whitney was anxious. "Ms. Zook, you. How are you going to film tomorrow!"

Jasmine also covered her face and said anxiously, "Madeline, wait for your death!"

"Do you believe I'm unaware that you struck my head? Madeline crouched down and spoke with a faint smile. "I refrained from retaliating earlier, but I might not hold back now. You didn't show mercy to me when channeling your anger on Winsler's behalf." Jasmine felt a little guilty. "Even if you know it, so what? Winslet is my good friend. I simply wished to teach you a lesson. Wait and see. When we cross paths later in a film, I won't let you off lightly."

"Okay, since you are so kind and righteous, I'll help you Madeline rested her chin on her finger and said after some thought, "Since your face is hurt, filming might prove difficult. Thus... I'll just ask Mr. Anderson to replace you." "Just you?" Jasmine seemed to have heard a big joke.

"Madeline is just a poor wretch who exhausted herself for tens of dollars. How audacious of her to think she can instruct Mr. Anderson to replace me? How amusing!" Jasmine thought,

"Feel free to continue with your charade. There aren't any surveillance cameras here, after all. No one will ridicule you. Opportunities to put on such a facade are rather limited," Jasmine remarked.

Whitney smiled and added, "Absolutely. What's the point of pretending? It's the behavior of a country bumpkin. If Ms. Zook speaks a single word, you'll find yourself in a police station."

Jasmine covered her aching face and declared, "Let's go have the wound examined now. Tomorrow, you can kneel down and offer your apology. Let's see if the Larson family will come to get you after such embarrassment. The Larson family... How long ago were they? Madeline murmured in her heart.

Madeline couldn't help but laugh. "You are so obsolete. Do you think I'm still the old Madeline"

"Are you saying you have turned over a new leaf? Certain ambitions should be tempered. You transformed from a rural bumpkin into the Larson family's daughter. Do you truly believe such a miracle could occur again?" Jasmine looked down on Madeline, who had no background. Her tone was full of superiority and supremacy.

Madeline smiled faintly, neither refusing nor agreeing to Jasmine's comment. Then, she sent a text messag

Jasmine's expression bore a hint of sarcasm, anticipating how Madeline would maneuver the situation. Soon, Jasmine received a call.

Jasmine saw that it was from Sebastian and thought that it must be a coincidence.

She didn't believe Madeline would have a way to talk to Sebastian.

After answering the phone, her face turned pale. "No way! How is that possible?"

"Ms. Zook, what's wrong?" Whitney was a little confused.

"Mr. Anderson just called. He said I don't need to go to the set tomorrow... I've lost my role.

After a while, Jasmine received another call from her father, Sean Zook.

Jasmine hurriedly got up and drove back.

Whitney also left immediately.

There were some sounds in the darkness

11:40 AM

Madeline looked over in confusion and saw a boy with pink-blue hair standing coldly in the darkness not far away.

"I'm sorry. What a coincidence. I bumped into you guys."

The boy's voice was cold and sulxlued, akin to the delicate sound of a pearl jade dropping onto a plate.

It also resembled a raindrop landing on eaves, a gentle descent amidst the flowers.

It was melodious.

"It's okay. Madeline turned around and was about to leave.

"There is no car here. I'll take you to the nearby subway station" Yohannes's voice was very calm. He took out a mask and put it on his face. Disheveled pink-blue hair partially obscured his eyes.

"No, thank you," Madeline hurriedly refused. Tm sure I'll get a taxi soon."

Yohannes ignored her and drove the car over, rolling down the window.

*Come on, get in the car?

Madeline hesitated for a moment and sat in the back seat. "The nearest subway station is....

"There is navigation/

Madeline shut up obediently.

There was no sound in the car. It was dark, and only the street lamps outside showed some faint light,

Madeline looked out of the window and tried to distract herself.

She didn't know whether Yohannes was kind or recognized her.

Suddenly, the man in the driver's seat spoke.

"Don't you like coffee?"