Revenge Of Domenico Santoro

Chapter 70. Goodbye, Domenico or not?

"Goodbye, Domenico," Marco muttered as he watched the Bentley that drove Damian out of the company's parking lot.

"That was so easy," Rafael, who sat by his side in the car, breathed a sigh of relief. Marco glanced at him to steal a glance. "He isn't that invincible." He eyed him and faced forward with a smirk.

After that day, he had a clash with Ravenna; all Ravenna had thought of was how to kill Damian, and today was that day.

As he made to start his wheel to go and celebrate Damian's death in advance, Marco felt someone hit him from behind as he lost consciousness.

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The cold water that splashed on his face brought him back from his deep unconsciousness as he gasped and blinked many times, trying to figure out where he was.

And as his vision became clear, he looked around at the dimly lit, empty, large warehouse, with him sitting in the middle of it, tied to a wooden chair like a goat waiting for slaughter.

"What the—" he tried to loosen the rope, but it