My Repentant Brothers (Madeline Larson)

Madeline frowned as she listened to Eugene's wordsProperty belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

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I get the chills if they ran into such a creep.

Madeline seemed deep in thought. She picked up a glass of orange juice, biting on the straw without saying a

Eugene ud, "Don't worry too much. We're all keeping all eye out. We won't let you be in any danger? Madeline sighed and said. "I trust you guys, but it's just that it feels odd, 1..."

"Oh, you're all here. I thought you hadn't arrived yet, a man's voice sounded from behind them.

Madeline turned around and saw a man who was slouching,

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at to meet you tonight"

The man introduced himself, Tim Harry Campbell, Ms. Larson. I've often heard Mr. Sharp talk about you. It's great to

et you

Madeline looked at Harry and nodded politely with a smile, saying, "Nice to meet

Harry said, "Mr. Sharp told me to keep an eye on Karen for you. I'll let you know if there are any updates"

Madeline understood Eugene's intention and said, "You're part of the information network. So if I want to find out something else, can I ask you!" "Oh, Ms. Larson, you're too kind! Just let me know what you need, and I'll gladly share whatever I can," Harry said with a cheerful smile, as friendly

After a while. Eugene went off to drink with some people.

After all, he was the host of the party, and it wouldn't have been right to ignore the guests, especially since some of them were Eugene's friends,

As Eugene was about to leave, he asked Madeline to wait for him.

She patiently waited. Then she stood up to grab a plate of fruit. With just a few pieces of watermelon on the plate, Madeline sensed an unfriendly stare behind her.

Someone said, "Isn't this woman the one Monica posted about on Instagram? She's completely on Monica's bad side. I don't know why, but we should probably keep our distance"

Another woman agreed, saying, "Absolutely. Monica is formidable, and when she targets someone, i it's as if you're facing a persistent cobra,"

Someone asked, "Who knows what she did? She might have stolen Monica's boyfriend or offended her by saying something wrong!"

Given Monica's reputation for holding grudges, they didn't delve deeply into the issue. If it had been a truly serious matter, Monica would have taken action beyond merely posting about Madeline on Instagram Someone said, "She's really

pretty, but she's probably just a fake girl,"

Another person stated, "It doesn't matter who she is. She's already on the social elite's blacklist, so it suffices to know she'll never get into the circle"

Someone else said, "I just saw her with Mr. Sharp. She's probably not interested in joining any high-society circles. She just wants to latch onto a rich guy

Madeline listened to their words and thought they really had too much free time.

Madeline thought. "They certainly enjoy gossiping behind others backs. However, there's no need to be afraid of Monica. She only dares to post about me on Instagram: Madeline snorted and walked toward the women gossiping about her, carrying a fruit platter.

One of the women looked a bit embarrassed and asked, "What are you doing?"

Madeline said, "Weren't you talking about me? Go ahead. I love gossip too. You don't mind if I listen, right?"

Madeline was taller than most girls, with smooth skin and a slim figure, making her very eye-catching. Her clear eyes stared at the women, making them feel slightly guilty. Another woman replied with irritation. "We were indeed discussing you, but we didn't make any false statements. Monica did upload your photo on

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Instagram and commented negatively. However, we hold no personal grudges against you?

Someone midged the woman and whispered, "Stop it, really. If Monica finds out you shared her Instagram secrets.

Madeline reached out and said. "Since you told me, let me have a look."

The woman clearly chose not to show it to Madelme, as Monica had insulted her by calling her derogatory names on Instagram, content that would be inappropriate for Madeline to witness,

The woman said. "We've got things to do, so we can't chat with you now. Well, maybe you should ask Monica directly

The group quickly made a hasty retreat

Looking back, the women observed Eugene approach Madeline and tenderly pinch her cheek. He then leaned in, slightly tipsy, and whispered something into Madeline sear

They felt a bit of regret telling all that to Madeline.

Madeline was the first woman who managed to capture the heart of Eugene, and upsetting him was not a good idea.

Eugene led Madeline out of the party, pretending to be weak on the sidewalk. He bent over, resting his head on her soft and warm neck, breathing heavily. "Honey, I feel so hot and dizzy," murmured Eugene

"If you can't handle your alcohol, how do you manage this job? Madeline leaned closer, searching him over for something. With their height difference. Madeline looked a bit clumsy,

Eugene asked, "Maddie, what are you doing? Even though I've had too much, I can still arouse"

Madeline's face flushed, and she said, "What are you talking ab

talking about? I'm looking for your keys! Do you even know which pocket you put them int

Eugene shook his head, leaning against Madeline sluggishly

He whispered. "I don't remember... Uch..

Usually, Eugene appeared bold and charming but right now he seemed tender, like a cute and vulnerable puppy

He feigned intoxication, aware that Madeline was unaware of his usual dominance in the bar scene, where he consumed alcohol as if it inconsequential. A few drinks simply couldn't affect him.

Madeline finally pulled out the car key from Eugene's pocket and supported him as she stumbled a bit. She blamed "Why did you drink so much! Lean against this post for a bit, and don't fall over. I'll drive the car over, and you stay under the camera. Don't wander off before I get back." Eugene squinted and nodded with a grin, saying, I promise I'll stay right here and wait for you, darling...

His eyes, slightly glazed from a mild drunkenness, betrayed his state. He lifted his hand, which wavered slightly, then he leaned against a post and bowed his head. falling into an uncomfortable silence. He even undid a few buttons on his shirt, exposing the pale and flushed skin beneath Madeline quickly went to get the car.

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She was really worried Eugene might do something on the sidewalk, so it was best to get him home as soon as Someone approached Eugene and said kindly. They, Mr. Sharp, why are you so drunk? Want us to give you a n

Eugene lifted his head, made sure that Madeline had disappeared, and chuckled. He took out a piece mouth with a dusdamful look, saying. Drink! Those no idea what being drunk feels like." ander

of gum from his pocket and put it in his

Others shared knowing grins, and a voice chuned in. "Ah, it seems Mr. Sharp is making a play for his peetheart-quite the gesture!"