Doted On by Five Elder Brothers

I was sent to the countryside right after I was born and only returned to my parents when I turned sixteen.

To my surprise, I discovered my family was incredibly wealthy, and I had five handsome and accomplished brothers who doted on me.

1

I heard that when I was born, I fell seriously ill and almost didn't survive my first month.

A famous wizard calculated my fortune. He said there was a baleful influence in my fate. To dissolve it, I had to be sent to the countryside for foster care. Moreover, I mustn't meet my birth parents and siblings until I was sixteen, when the baleful influence was gone.

My parents didn't believe in this and thought that the wizard was a fraud, so they drove him away.

They took me to visit many famous doctors all over the place. Sadly, there was little effect and my situation got worse and worse.

Just when I was on the verge of death, the wizard showed up again.

In the end, I was taken away by the wizard to be raised in the countryside, and he became my mentor and guardian.

Today is my sixteenth birthday, and my parents have finally come to bring me back to the city, fulfilling their long-standing promise.

My mentor always told me that my parents were incredibly wealthy, and once I returned to the city, I would live in a luxurious mansion and no longer have to farm with him in the countryside.

However, upon seeing the mansion, I felt it wasn't much different from the house I lived in back in the countryside-both were detached houses with private gardens, though one was a simpler version and the other was luxurious.

"Nadine," My mom led me to my room and said to me, "This is the room that I have carefully decorated for you. Do you like it? Whatever you need or want, just tell mom. I can get you anything you like."

"Yes, Nadine, just tell us what you like, and I'll buy it for you," my dad added.

I sensed my parents were a bit nervous around me. It was clear they wanted to get closer to me but didn't quite know how to interact.

"It's great," After taking a look at the room, I said in an understanding manner, "It's much larger than the room where I lived in the countryside. It's already great."

I was being honest; I really thought it was nice.

However, I saw that after I said this, my parents' eyes were full of heartache and even became red.

My mom suddenly hugged me, her voice choked with emotion, "Nadine, it's my fault for making you suffer. Don't worry, from now on, I'll make it up to you."

"Is my sister back?"

Just when I was on the verge of being touched, I heard an extremely beautiful voice. It was low, steady and magnetic, making me feel a great sense of security just by listening to it.

I subconsciously followed the sound and looked over. There I saw an extremely handsome man, in suit and tie and with an outstanding temperament, walking towards me. Then he wrapped me in his arms.

"Nadine, I'm your eldest brother."

Eldest brother?

I was just about to greet him when another voice came from downstairs, "Where's Nadine? I'm your second brother! Let me see what a beautiful lady my little darling has grown into!"

"Nadine, there's nothing special about your second brother. Just recognize your third brother!"

As the voice faded, two more handsome men stood before me.

Before I could react, the fourth and fifth brothers appeared.

"I'm your fourth brother."

"Hello, Nadine, I'm your fifth brother."

Looking at the five handsome men lined up in front of me, I was utterly shocked.

I actually had five brothers?

2

The next day, my eldest and fifth brothers took me to enroll in my new school.

As a transfer student of senior one, the school provided me with a set of test papers to evaluate my proficiency so as to decide which class I should be placed in.

I looked at the test paper, frowning slightly.

My fifth brother noticed my frown and reassured me, "It's okay, Nadine, even if you can't do it, your fifth brother will teach you."

Emm... Actually, it's not that I couldn't do it; I just found it too easy and was a bit surprised.

But it seemed both my brothers thought I couldn't do it.

My eldest brother spoke up confidently, "Isn't the school planning to build another building this year? I'll cover the cost. My sister can choose whichever class she wants, so there's no need for this test, right?"

Ah, no, eldest brother, I can do this test!

Why spend money?

Well, the key point no longer lies in whether I can handle this test paper. The key is that the way my eldest brother spent money has completely charmed the principal. I saw the principal's grin stretching all the way to the back of his head.

Just like that, I got into the key class of senior one.

3

The classmates were highly curious about me as a transfer student. They flocked around one after another, inquiring about where I had studied previously, what my scores were in the high - school entrance examination, and how I had managed to parachute into the key class..

I said, "I came from the countryside, and I don't have entrance exam scores."

My classmates looked surprised, "From the countryside?

How did you get into our school? No scores and still got in? And into the top class?"

"Pulled strings" one classmate remarked.

Thinking of my eldest brother's lavish spending, I nodded, "Yes, we spent some money."

My classmates looked at me with disdain, "So, a country bumpkin strikes it rich, huh?

Even if a bumpkin gets rich, they're still a bumpkin! What's the point of buying your way into our class if your grades are poor? Do you even know the alphabet?" A derisive laugh rang out from a corner of the classroom, and then wave upon wave of jeering laughter followed, filling the whole space.

I didn't understand why coming from the countryside was funny.

Why the regional superiority?

"My grades are actually quite good," I explained. "Of course, I know the alphabet."

"That's hilarious. Do you even know what good grades are?" The classmate in front of me looked at me disdainfully and said, "The top student in our school, Jonathan, is always first in every exam. That's what good grades are."

"Why you telling her that? She doesn't even know Jonathan," another classmate chimed in. I got anxious and quickly said, "Of course I know. Jonathan is my fifth brother. " So, my fifth brother had such good grades?

As soon as I said that, the whole class burst into laughter.

"Help, did she just say Jonathan is her brother?"

"If Jonathan is your brother, then Ethan is my dad."

"Ethan is my dad!" I tried to explain again, Jonathan Andrews is my brother, and Ethan Andrews is my dad."

"Is this new transfer student crazy?" "Why would you try to falsely accuse the Andrews family? A family of their caliber, a wealthy and powerful one, is far beyond the reach of a bumpkin like you.

I replied, "My name is Nadine Andrews."

I really am an Andrews!

"Yeah, right. Just because your last name is Andrews, you think you're part of the Andrews Family? By that reasoning, just because my surname is Washington, does it mean George Washington is my father?

I was speechless.

Why won't they believe me?

Whatever, I'm just going to let it be.

4

"Hello, your name is Nadine Andrews, right? I'm Gillian." My seatmate looked at me and said to me in a gentle voice in a low tone, "Don't be sad. They were a little bit too harsh. Just ignore them."

Gillian's words were a small comfort. See, there are still kind and lovely classmates around.

I smiled at Gillian, "Hi, we'll be seatmates from now on. Let's help each other out."

I noticed Gillian carefully hiding a magazine during class, and my curiosity got the better of me. "What's that?"

"It's a fashion magazine. This issue's cover features Rhett Andrews. He's so handsome, I really like him." Gillian whispered to me, showing me the magazine cover.

When I saw the person on the cover "posing coquettishly", I was shocked. Isn't this my second elder brother who always looks so rakish and unrestrained?

"You like Rhett Andrews?" I asked.

Gillian nodded enthusiastically, her eyes lighting up at the mention of his name. "Not just me, a lot of girls in our class like him. He's so handsome! I'd love to get a signed photo of Rhett Andrews."

A signed photo of my second brother?

Is that hard to get?

After school, I called my second brother to ask for his autograph.

"If my little sister wants it, I'll give you ten. Wait, I'll have someone deliver them to you."

Not long after I hung up, my brother's assistant arrived with ten signed photos.

I was about to text my brother to thank him when I saw his message showing off in the family group chat: "My sister asked for my autograph. She didn't ask for yours, did she? "It seems that I'm my sister's favorite after all!"

Then I saw my third elder brother immediately respond with, "Is there a chance that your sister is just trying to do someone a favor?"

After that, the five elder brothers in the group started a fierce battle for my affection, constantly comparing with each other to figure out who I liked more among them, and the situation quickly got out of hand.

5

I gave all ten signed photos to Gillian.

Gillian squealed with excitement, "Ahhh, these are really Rhett Andrews' signed photos!"

Her excitement drew other girls in the class, all eager to see.

Then I heard Sonya's snarky voice. She was the one who mocked me the most yesterday. "Are Rhett Andrews' signed photos that easy to get? You brought out ten at once, what is this, wholesale? Fake autographed photos like these are all over the place online, and they cost thirty$ each."

Her words made Gillian's face change instantly, and she hurried to defend me, "How do you know these are fake?"

"Because I have a real one," Sonya said smugly, pulling a signed photo from her bag to show off. "This is a real Rhett Andrews autograph."

I glanced at her photo and frowned, "Yours is fake. There's an extra 't ' in the character for 'Rhett.'"

Sonya glared at me, "What do you know, hick! Rhett Andrews signs his name like this! That's why mine is real, and yours is fake."

"My friend in the entertainment industry got it for me," Sonya scoffed, rolling her eyes at me. "Unlike you, buying fake stuff online and treating it like treasure."

Forget it, there's no point arguing with a fool.

I didn't want to waste my breath on Sonya over something so trivial.

But Gillian seemed to misunderstand my silence as guilt, so she comforted me, "It's okay, I know you meant well. Even if they're not real, I'm still happy. "I've never seen these photos before. They're so cool!"

"Trust me, these are real," I assured Gillian.

Whether Gillian really believed it or was just comforting me, she nodded and said to me, "Yes, I believe you."

Sonya turned back, looked at me, and called out, "Hey, hick, since you got ten real Rhett Andrews signed photos, can you also get ten concert tickets?"

"Rhett Andrews' concert tickets?" I saw the twinkling stars of expectation in Gillian's eyes.

I replied, "It should be possible."

"Ha," Sonya sneered, "what a joke."

6

I asked my second brother for ten concert tickets, but he said he'd already given them all away. If I wanted to take my classmates to the concert, I should just call him at the venue entrance, and he'd have someone bring us in.

Without the tickets, Sonya started mocking me again, "Can't keep up with your lies, can you? What a joke."

"I said, even though I don't have tickets, I can still get you in," I explained again.

"Only a fool would believe you." Sonya scoffed, giving me a disdainful look.

I turned to Gillian, "Do you believe me?"

Gillian pressed her lips together and finally nodded, "Yes, I believe you."

"There's the fool," Sonya said dismissively, then turned to the other girls, "If you want to see Rhett Andrews' concert, come to me. I can get tickets. Don't be stupid and follow the hick."

The girls who liked Rhett Andrews flocked to Sonya, showering her with flattery. Sonya basked in the attention like a queen.

Before the concert started, Gillian and I ran into Sonya and the other girls at the venue entrance. They seemed to be struggling with tickets, as if Sonya had been tricked and couldn't get tickets.

Sonya thought Gillian and I were there to make fun of her. She glared at me fiercely and said, "What are you looking at?" "You don't have a ticket either. You can't get in either, right?"

Before I could respond, my second brother's agent found me and said, "Miss Andrews, how are you. I'm here to take you in."